” He coughed once more and took a deep breath and sat up. “Why did you not press your advantage? You clearly had me and your style of fighting sho...s you do not fight for sport but to kill.”“Neo Vikings don’t do much for sport, expect perhaps bashing skulls, killing others and drinking. But I am not on Nilfleheim. I could not let you drown, Sir. That be murder.”“I caused you much pain and humiliation in my classes. You could have killed me out of revenge. The records clearly show it was me who. “Well, since there’s not much left to show, I could go ahead and take off my bra. Would you like that?” Hayley offered. “My intention is to help you feel better, not to make you feel worse. So you must tell me if you’d prefer that I cover myself up.” “No, I’m fine,” Ben lied, his voice husky with erotic tension. “I think seeing your breasts might help distract me from my discomfort.” Hayley unhooked her bra in the front, slowly letting the cups separate slightly. “Last chance,” offered. Purposely, he called out to her with a voice too low to hear. Taken off guard at not getting the reaction she expected she unconsciously leaned forward, straining to hear. Lourdes whiffed a strong smell of marijuana. She wrinkled her nose. She really hated people who needed to be in an altered state to be happy. She really needed to go. She could feel the pressure in her bladder. What did this creep want. Scott flashed a white, toothy smile. "Hi," he said smoothly, "we were wondering if we. How would you have felt about being my slave this morning, before you arrived.”“Master, I would not have accepted it, and would have done anything in my power to avoid that. However, you broke me and I am now your slave.”“When you wearing the Device, you kept saying, ‘No, I won’t’. What did that mean?”“Master, the Device as you call it was trying to break down my will. I worked very hard to have an iron will that could stand against anyone. I was fighting to keep my will intact. But that is in.