Almost a year actually. In fact, this was a bit of an anniversary celebration. He sent me a ticket over the Internet to come and meet Him. We’d talk...d about meeting up all the time, and even when He talked about flying me out, I didn’t think it would ever really happen. Yet here I was – wearing the Cornflower Blue halter dress I picked out because the color accented my eyes and the plunging neckline accented my tits – hair done up like a model – lips painted like a porn star – waiting for Him. Send in your soldiers, Theodora."Fear clutched at my heart. Master lay dying on the ground. His killer lay dying a few yards past him, shot by the bodyguards on duty. My heart was hammering in my chest. Master couldn't die. He was so powerful. I felt like I was about to fall apart. My fear was threatening to drown me in despair.No! You have to keep it together, Chasity. Master put you in charge of the bodyguards. You need to stay in control. You have the command here. Mistress is too distraught. In truth, he'd had all the power from the moment he'd come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly. Having a Regimental colour displayed drew more men to the square, and not just from the 69th, as disorganised soldiers rallied to this rock in a sea of horsemen, and we soon had up to three hundred men forming a square that no cuirassiers would venture to charge. However they had no need to attack us as their very presence, just out of musket shot, kept us in our square and rooted to the spot.The standing crops had been flattened by the passage of men and horses, and I now had a better view of.