“What do you think of my cooking?” Although I replied that I quite liked it – which was the truth – she continued, “Then why do you refuse e...ery time I offer to cook something for you?” I quickly thought back on the past few weeks, and realised she was probably right. An answer to this would be more problematic without, at best, stretching the truth. “I am just not hungry, I suppose. Or, I have just gotten myself something. Or Lydia did.” I knew my housecarl would not gainsay me; indeed, she. I scrambled to my feet then, realizing that I had been laying on the sandy floor of the arena. Glancing at myself, I saw that I was still naked, but that in my hand I still held the dagger. I saw no opponent in the arena for me, only a pile of bones where someone had long ago fought and died. The catcalls and jeering of the crowd died then, and the man who had given me the dagger twice now stood up. ‘As is the custom, the new recruit will fight the last recruit who failed, may Melnar favor. And my god, how hard and good his fat cock looked glistening in my pantyhose. 'Tell you what, I won't say anything if you do what I ask.' 'I'll do anything!''In my drawer you'll find a tiny blue leotard, then there's a girdle and panties. I want you to layer them over your tights...keep that shiny black stocking on your face!'While Kev got changed I put on some silver tights, over black pantyhose, black panties and wore my business jacket heels and wig. When I returned we both examined each. Our guards all draw their weapons while they look for the danger. The five guards near the west side of the mall turn to the exit, and see the kidnappers. In my shouted instructions I gave permission for them to open fire, so they waste no time wondering what to do. They open fire when their guns come on target. A quick volley of shots resolves the situation before the rest of the people even know there’s a problem. All six of the kidnappers spout multiple wounds, and they fall down, releasing.