"A tesada, not a spear," Jordan corrected."What's the difference, it's a blade on a pole," said Catheryne."The use is the difference," Jordan said. "S...ears are meant to stab, they're a spike on a pole. A tesada can be used to slash. Try to use one as the other and you'll get yourself killed right quick." Yes, like you almost did," she retorted."Children!" said Moya Tilmitt sharply. He clapped his hands. "Enough. You can bicker later. Right now I'd like to answer Catheryne's question." He turned. Usually she would have walked in, but now she was too nervous to. She looked around while she stood on the doorstep, staring at his car in the driveway. She heard voices, and then the door opened. Robby opened it."Come in," he said, as though she were retarded.She came in slowly, looking around for Ryan."He's in his room," Robby told her, walking back to the living room.She was left alone in the front hall, and she slowly walked towards his bedroom. She heard his stereo. She knocked on the door. She made me strip my clothes off and put a blindfold over my eyes.Then she guided me until I sat on a chair at the corner. She restrained my hands to my back with a nylon hose; told me not to move and left the room. I heard the shower running and some minutes later she came back. She got close to me: I could feel she was naked.I could hear she sat down near me and turned on one of her vibrators. I heard the buzzing noise and in my mind I tried to imagine her using the device to stimulate her. I looked at her in her t-shirt and shorts. I took her bag and tossed it on the bed and opened it. I started taking out her clothes and tossing them on the bed. When everything was out I turned to her. “It seems that I haven’t been doing my job. We need to go shopping and get you dressed in the brand that you work for. I can’t have you walking around in those other brands. Let’s go shopping and then you can model for me before I ravage your body all night long.”“You don’t have to spend that kind.