“What are you, slave?”“This slave is your little bitch boy, Sir”“What am I?”“You are this little bitch boy’s Master.”“Say “Pickl...”, slave.”“Pickle”, Sir.”“That is the “Safe Word” of every one of my slaves. Listen to me closely here, slut. Use it only if you absolutely have to, because if you do use it, you will then be released and there is no coming back from that, Ricardo. If you have a concern, spit it out before it becomes a problem. Do you understand?”“I understand the use of the “Safe. After dinner Michelle excuses herself to the bedroom and asks you to wait until she calls before entering. Again you gladly comply and when you enter the bedroom; Michelle is lying across the bed in the lacy white knee-length dress, white stockings and white heels she wore for your wedding. The only difference is that Michelle has a red scarf tied aroound her lovely neck. It's been a real turn-on for both of over the years for Michelle to pretend she's been strangled with you finding her,. Tommy was just starting to move when he heard a loud bang from behind him. When he looked at Eric again he saw that he was lying on the ground with a hole in his chest. He wasn’t moving. When he turned around he saw Amanda standing there with his gun in her trembling hands.Amanda’s whole body trembled at the thought of what she had just done. She could feel the gun start to slowly slip out of her fingers towards the ground. Finally she collapsed to her knees and started crying. Her voice lacked conviction and her other arm was fine. However, he didn’t want to pry so he accepted her excuse. His concern was put aside for a moment when the voice of the compere boomed over the speakers. ‘Can we have Melissa and Ian up here to sing ‘Summer Nights’,’ he requested. The two looked at each other and then Melissa glared at Amanda, figuring out what she had done. ‘You cow,’ she muttered, slightly angry but then thinking it would stop Ian pushing further about her arm, as she.