“Who’s a dirty girl?” He growls. “I am,” she gasps, “oh God, I’m a dirty girl.” He releases her nipple, “Get on your hands and kne...s on the bed.” Immediately Grace does as she’s told, there’s something about this man, she almost says ‘yes, sir’. She can’t resist him. She feels the cool air caressing her exposed pussy as he positions her so she can see herself in the full length mirror. Her breasts nearly fall out of her corset. Before she knows what’s happening his tongue plunges into her. "They won't care what you want, they'll kill you if you make them but they'll try to take you as a slave first," she said."Thanks for the warning. If they want to catch me for a slave they have it to do. I didn't mean I'd go out and announce to them that I'd come for a visit," I said."Huh?" I'll go capture them first, before I tell them that I don't want to be a slave," I said."But there are probably four or five at least," she said."Maybe, but my Glock has a fifteen round magazine, not to. " Thanks you. Make yourself comfortable in the living room. Can I get you a drink?" A white wine, if you please."Catherine poured the drink and made sure to long hard and long into Randi's eyes as she handed it over. Taking a seat on the couch across the room from the blond, Catherine began flipping through the pages of the "report". It consisted entirely of black and white photos of two women making love. Catherine had no idea who the first woman was, though she was gorgeous. The other woman,. She looked at the pile of clothes and then at me."It seems to me you have a few options. The clothes are yours whichever option you choose. First you can leave here and continue with your life on the run better off than when you broke in apart from a few stripes on your bottom. Until they catch you. Which they will, they always do. There is always a reward out for runaways and it is large enough to tempt most people. You could give up now and jump of the main bridge into the icy waters below.