" I will try to get you out but I might be able to get one of the med drones to come here." Try both, please."Vilchjo must have been working but I won...ered on the time it took him to get the drone to come near. It acted less intelligent too. I directed its operation through Vilchjo until the pain started to disappear.Vilchjo said, "Put your hands down to support yourself. I can remove the tractors."I put my hands down and told Vilchjo I was ready and I promptly fell. The pain was not too bad. Realizing that he has waited long enough to get what he wants. He reaches for her wrists, removing the bandages and ice, inspecting them to make sure she can endure hours of bondage. ?I see your hands have recovered Little One.? ?Yes Sir, they feel much better. Thank you.?He gently guides her to the wall. He removes her silk blouse, and unhooks the lace bra, sliding it down her arms and tossing it into a hamper in the far left corner of the stone room. Once her wrists were secured with fur. ’ Cameron looked astonished. It looked like Westbrook Hall was a house of incest and eroticism. ‘Well, there is something I can gain. It won’t be a total loss.’ Cameron roughly pushed Heather back onto the grass and tore her clothing from her body. He ripped open the front of his breeches and thrust his hard, hot dick into her sopping cunt. ‘You little slut. Bitch, I’m going to fuck you until you beg for mercy. And even then you won’t get any. I was prepared to make you my duchess, but it won’t. "Stephanie looked surprised. She said, "You don't waste time."As I left for Mitch's office, I heard Melody say, "That's why CME and C and C do well. We sell it and then we do it. That's what we're going to do here. It's a lot more fun to make money than to lose money."We loaded garbage bags until finished with three full bags of paper that had no meaning. Some of the garbage was crazy, off-the-wall religious tracts and some of it was hopelessly out of date sales literature. Mitch's office was.