”Amanda’s face had gone white as she recognized the truth of what he was saying. But worse, another fact struck her - she didn’t have backup to ...all, no friends who would support her. She could disappear off the face of the earth, and except her class wondering where she’d gone, or her father wondering why she never called, no one would even notice.Marty continued to monologue, congratulating himself on how perfectly his plan had gone. Unlocking his desk drawer, he pulled out an ugly clay. It had taken no small effort to escape the city over the course of a couple of days. Just surviving was bad enough but as soon as the infected saw a moving car they descended. Nights on the road had been cold and sleepless too. Nowhere was truly safe.Then he saw it. Candle Hall. He had no idea why they called it that, but he liked it. It towered above the surrounding landscape like a beacon of hope, still intact it seemed. There were a few infected lying prone on the ground as he drove up the. I fixed something to eat, hung up my new cloths, made my bed and washed my special panties. I crawled into bed at 8:30 PM. I was already relaxed and comfortable when I called her at 9:00 PM. She asked I had enjoyed shopping at her command. ‘Yes M’am’ was my only response. She told me that as a good boy I would enjoy shopping for her even more. We talked about how happy it made me to obey her commands, but the rest of the conversation was hazy until it was time for me to repeat her oath. She. I followed closely as she took me upstairs and into her personal suite. It was more lavishly ornamented, with silk, satin, and felt tapestries, plush furnishings, and fluffy pillows all around. Only her bed seemed somewhat out-of-place. Tall posts supported heavy wooden beams high above the bedding, with iron eyebolts protruding every foot or so. Black leather covered a wide, heavily padded, waist-high footboard. Mistress pulled aside a large curtain on the wall beside the bed, revealing many.