M. He made it in less than half an hour. He knocked on the door. The six-foot-three, slim-built, sinewy guy straightened up and his pulse quickened at...the sight of Mickey in the thigh high tights and matching red-and-white-polka-dot bra & panty set. “Hey, handsome,” Mikhail beamed.“Damn! You look hot as fuck,” opined Demarco.“Thank you!”Demarco unbuckled his belt and pulled out his engorged penis. It was stiff and straining against his work pants. It felt good to be released. It yearned for. He waved the gun in her direction. "I take it you're going to cooperate?" She remained silent. He walked over to the bed and leaned down near her face. He growled right in her ear, his voice demanding. "Answer me, whore." She shivered. "Yes." He slapped her. "Yes what? You will refer to me as sir or master. Nothing else." Her face stung from the slap and burned in humiliation. Her voice shook as she spoke. "Yes, sir." He nodded and straightened up. His tall frame was intimidating to her, being. "Hm, nein, k?nnen Sie nicht. Das Sie nun mal so hei? sind, ist das hier schon zu viel Kleidung. Zum Minirock m?chte ich in Zukunft bei Ihnen keine Unterh?schen mehr sehen!"Verdattert starrte sie mich an."Was? Aber... das geht doch nicht... die Kollegen..."Noch einmal kehrte ich die Aufsichtsperson heraus."Silvia, wie ich sie einsch?tze, wird es Ihnen schnell gefallen. Und keine Nachl?ssigkeiten, ich werde h?ufig und streng kontrollieren, dass sie auch ja nichts drunter haben." Ich ging auf. Hang them as an example of what happens when men think that women can be their playthings, particularly women whose only thought was to be here to comfort and care for all of you!"The entire episode left Scott feeling black. He avoided Gabrain, Lachlan and his wives for the remainder of the day and didn't seek out Murdoch either. All in his camp sought to avoid him when he was in this kind of mood. He sat alone atop a hill, looking out over Fife and questioning the position. Had things not.