He leaned over and whispered,” Cat.”She looked at him.” Wha-”He planted his lips on her and the only reason she didn’t scream was they were ...n a theater and she didn’t wanna draw attention to them. She tried to pull away, but he held her head and back and even as she beat on his arms he didn’t let go. What was worse in her mind was that as his lips moved against hers she wanted so bad to kiss him back. She could feel the heat in her body rising and every punch was weaker than the last as her. "Good evening Martha how are you tonight?" Oh, I'm just fine Mr. Dan. Working late again I see. You know as the boss you should keep more regular hours."Dan laughed out loud. "Yea, right Martha, regular hours... heck, these are regular hours. My dad used to work twice as long as I do." Well Mr. Dan, no disrespect, but maybe that's why he died as young as he did."Dan watched Martha as she began her routine cleaning of the offices. It was nothing new to him; he had watched her for over twenty. I shone a red light at it, hoping that the pilot will see it in the mist. With the trees covered in frost, the contrast of what is air and what is ground was gone.The engine revved up, which was an indication it went into a hover. We assumed that the pilot has spotted our red light. I reconfigured the torch to alternate between green and red lights. My trick has worked, and the helicopter climbed in the hover. The visibility was at best hundred meters. We guided the helicopter to a safe landing. My ass and legsaround constricted by a pair impossibly tight jeans and on my feet are apair of black leather booties with six inch heels. I wear no underwearof course - just a giant plug in my ass. As Master Butch leads me by thehand out of Lord Richard's dungeon complex, I have no idea what is instore for me. Chapter 4: Life as Slutboi It has been more than three years since Master Butch led me away to mynew life and I must admit that although it is a deeply, deeplyhumiliating existence I.