.” He tries to sound in control, fumbling with his buttons (one breaks off and falls to the wooden slats they stand on). He looks at the other thug ...ho whispers back to him, “What happened to that guy we saw outside, Jimmy? Maybe he’s okay and he’ll hear the gunshot and come help us...”Jimmy looks incredulous, “Chuck, you just shot that piece of shit faggot; even if he didn’t bleed out in the woods, he would be too much of a pussy bitch-ass fag boy to do anything...”“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” Says. "What do mean?, it's already recording? oh... right hurry up and focus on the topic." shuffling of papers "Hmk hmm... Today we are covering a recent trend started by more eccentric people to 'tame' animals to the point of an R.A. forming, for those not in the know on the abbreviation R.A. in this instance stands for relationship avatar, yes this way of calling them is different to the past names they were called by- what? don't get lost in a tangent? oh! right, sorry, anyway the idea of taming. "Stand up slave" I stand, my back sore as are my wrists. "Take my hand slave" I reach out and feel you grab my hand and lead me back out the door into the hallway. My ass so sore it hurts to walk as I follow you down the hallway back onto the familiar carpet."You did very well slave for our first session" We stop walking. "Your clothes are at your feet slave you may get dressed, but do not take off the blindfold" I drop down to my knees feeling for my clothes. My hand brushes them as I feel for. Corbin we are waiting. Is there a problem?" No there isn't your Honor." Joe responded.He launched into his prepared closing and using all the skill at his disposal he tried to sway the jury. The looks on their faces told a different story, however. It was a lost cause, his client was going to jail for something he didn't do. After talking for thirty minutes he concluded and returned to his seat. It was all up to the judge and the jury.Joe noticed a lovely young blonde woman sitting in the front.