Unable to move her head, she twisted her upper bodyleft, then right, back and forth, listening, hoping to catch the echo of hisfootsteps on the paveme...t. The breeze had died down, so there wasn't even thegentle sound of rustling branches from desert brush. It was deathly quiet,broken only by her soft gasp when she remembered to take a gulp of air again. If someone was out there, her only hope was the concealment of the night.Any sound she made would give her away. Was the moon still up? She. It was designed to send out an initial shock as well, which it then did.This time, Katie collapsed to the floor as she screamed, loud and long. She hadn’t even stopped screaming when the man bent over her and snapped the second clamp on her right nipple, then turned it on. Her screams redoubled, reverberating through the room.“Please! Please take them off!” she pleaded. Unsurprisingly, her pleas had no effect on the burly man. He simply grabbed her arm and dragged her to an empty cage. It was. Her hair was long, it was well below her shoulder blades and she was a natural blonde. Not that she didn't highlight it to make it even lighter in streaks. She was about 115 pounds give or take a little water. Her eyes were blue-green so that it depends on the color around her face that made them look one or the other. Standing next to Lizzie she looked like a girl even though they were about the same age.When Lizzie was around she seemed to take charge and Vivian did what ever she told her to. He reached over to the box and retrieved a metal collar just like the one around Yuko's neck. "All my slaves are collared, like all good bitches, only these can track your every movement so you girls don't run off, and if you try to, they can shock you into unconsciousness."He seemed to be enjoying himself as he moved the collar around Lillian's slender neck and added: "Oh and one more thing, they don't come off." She fought back again at these last words but he simply struck her arms away and.