Mujhe lga ke who mazaak ker rahi hai aur woh waha nahi aayegi, but to my surprise mujhe uska phone aaya aur who boli, ke tum kaha ho, I was shocked, m...i toh ready bhi nahi tha, maine use bola ke mai traffic mai fass gya hu 5 min mai pohunchne wala hu, maine usko kuch drink lene ke liye bola, aur phone kaat diya, fir mai ready hone lga, jaldi jaldi mai mai jaisa bhi tha waise hi usse milne nikal pda. Kareeb 30 min mai mai waha pohunch gya, restraint mai pohunchte hi maine dekha ek white dress. “What? You... ?” Rio sputtered.“Now, my little pet,” Amy whispered, “behave yourself or I’ll have to punish you, understand.” I swear Rio came.“I’ll take care of getting Tony ready,” Sonia said. Most of the times that I’d been with Sonia, she’d been slightly distant. Hanging out with Amy—well, more than just hanging out, I guess—seemed to have changed her. The dress, or rag, she was wearing was very slinky and almost transparent. I could certainly see her nipples prominently displayed. “There. "I know that's true. You wouldn't be sitting there if I didn't."Corey sat in bliss. The iron on her ankles felt gorgeous: she would wear them always. The bite of chrome above her elbows became the loving clasp of her Master's hands. The blacksmith came as no surprise."Please don't have him strike off my anklets, Master?" "Too right I won't! I like 'em. Damn practical."Corey gasped at the collars the smith placed in line for her approval. "Pick your own, love. You'll wear it forever. Rings front. Each was muscled. Each was armed. Most importantly, though, each was trained. These men knew combat. They would know how to work together to trap her and take her alive. They would also each individually know how to strike to destroy her and leave her corpse to rot. Questions rolled around in her head, causing her to hesitate, to second guess her plan. Was she capable of doing this? Did she have the patience to wait for the food to make them bloated and lazy? Did she have the strength to wait?.