There was no difficulty getting into the city and we wove our way through the town to the historical offices. When we entered, we expected there to be...no one around but we found a woman tending to it.“Oh,” the woman exclaimed as she turned and noticed us. “Welcome to the historical records repository. My name is Elinia. How may I help you today?”I smiled and said, “Hello, my name is Davik. I am working with the Torgal and I wanted to get some information. Do you keep records of the Voguel. You know my feet own you. My disgusting, sweaty, smelly feet own your stupid ass right now and they can do whatever they please. I suggest you get down on your knees and kiss them before they do any more damage to you.”The blonde pushed me to the ground so that my face fell at the feet of the brunette. Suddenly I felt a hand at the back of my head, guiding me to the white slip on shoes of the brunette. The blonde grabbed a fistful of hair and roughly squashed my face onto the brunette girl’s. Later that afternoon, Steve called again to check on some detail. Closing her door, Sara confided to Steve that she had an interview that evening. Hesitating for a moment, she made a decision."Last week, Steve, I got a call on Sunday. I'd answered an ad for a club manager, and this guy called me and we talked for half an hour about the job, but you'd never believe what we talked about. I mean, we talked about fucking and how often I do it, and all sorts of stuff like that.'"What was he, a. Doc, Take it easy man. She is supposed to be recoveringDoc took Lisa’s chain and pulled her neck back as he fucked her harder and harder.==========================================================================Lisa lay in her bed in the corner o f the room. Her leather neck restraint was chained to apipe. She could not sleep. She had four weeks recovery since her kidnapping, torture andrape. Recovery is relative concept. She had been mistreated the whole time but it had been mild.Mild.