I couldn't control myself. I cried like a baby as I swallowed it. I actually fought with myself, trying desperately to keep from drinking it. My consc...ous mind wanted nothing more than to throw the contents of that little glass into Ann's face. But I couldn't fight them. Our conditioning was complete. I gulped down the bitter drink and handed the glass back and it was over. We could never regain our free will, our ability to say no, again. Not without the antidote.As soon as we swallowed the. A jumble of silk and satin blankets and pillows are laid out in front of the fire. The candles are making dancing shadows on the walls. Our dinner is cooking slowly in the oven and the champagne is chilling. I have bathed myself in jasmine scented water, done my makeup and hair as perfect as I am capable, and will be serving his meal to him in nothing but my highest heels. I hear his key turning in the lock, and I am sure he is wondering what is going on because I always have the door unlocked. Bruno growls, and I know he's showing Bruce his teeth,instinctively trying to keep the bitch to himself."Here ya go boy. Stick it here mate. Fuck the sissy. Fuck it."Bruce aims that dog dick and pushes me back on it. I let out a scream thatfills the room and starts the other dogs wailing in their cages. My arms flyout and I start grabbing at Bruces’ legs, trying to pull myself up and away."Don't go anywhere boy. That dog's just getting started. Just wait for theknot and then you'll be feeling. .. I learned later that she just announced she needed 'some space' as she blithely explained it to her stunned husband and walked out. Mom was definitely different!Then mom arrived back in my life when I was ten. She'd suddenly decided that it would be better for me if I lived with her in California. In the preceding four years she'd sent me six letters, phoned me twice and sent me one Christmas present!Dad, who'd been told by his lawyers that he could tell mom to get lost and every court in.