Looking to my owner in fear, I looked away as the owner walked in from abathroom and took in my bound, fetish clad body. "Mmm, she is a beauty, petite... but stacked, how can I make her better?"he asked my owner as I stood there, not daring to say a word as I waslead over to a chair and strapped to it."I want her to have platinum diamond studded rings through her nipples, adiamond stud ring through her clit and belly button, along with a tattooon her right ass cheek." Oh good choice, she'll be. Suddenly, she knew how she was going to make it up to me. (What, you think I had something to do with that?... well, maybe a little) Right about the same time I made sure that Sarah - on her way back into the family room - would be on board with Melody's plan. Then, I got out of it and waited to see what would happen.As Sarah was handing out the shakes Melody took a deep breath and said, "I feel really bad about what happened, Danny." She turned to Sarah, "I need to apologize to you too, Sarah.. ‘I suppose it had something to do with your job. Your real one, I mean. Not the UPI one. Nor the one that had to do with entertaining lonely Lieutenants far from home.’ If he had slapped me I don’t think I could have been more surprised. Or more hurt. I know that I actually flinched at his calm, cold words and probably would have flushed had I been physically capable of such an action. What had brought that on? I knew that the Company, to use an old euphemism, didn’t always play well with the. We breathe, still laying on our sides with our chests to one another. My thigh on her crotch. Our foreheads touching we whisper the same thing. The same nothing about the same feeling we both have no control over. I look at her before we begin to kiss wondering if that is why we run from this feeling. All of these thoughts go through my mind within seconds. It must be our lack of control, our fear of failure, our fear of success.I whisper for her to give me her bottom lip and I suck on it. I.