Eleven nights had passed since they had last come upon traps. He expected they’d soon stumble across new ones. The termites had apparently given up ...n fighting him face to face. But the traps were evidence that they hadn’t given up on killing him. Kokata hadn’t seen a single winged termite since they had started fleeing, so, obviously, they were using seers to keep track of them. Kokata had no clue how to escape seers. After a few minutes of excessive optimism, his Lei resumed her weeping and. "A little," she answered, her eyes going back to the wasted plain. "We must see them soon or risk being caught by the invaders."For the first time since they had hidden themselves amongst the protective branches of the serethorns, Mithiyal turned to her with his lustrous rose eyes. "Think you that our contact could have been waylaid?"Kiya turned back to watching the sere landscape before them. "I worry," she replied softly, fingering the arrow she held in one hand while gripping the comforting. Luckily the second half won out so when the lecturer finished I made my excuses and pretty much sprinted out of the hall and back to my house. I knew all my other housemates were out so I just ran up the stairs and into my room expecting to find an amazingly horny Sarah naked spread over my bed waiting for me. What waited for me, however, was somehow even better. There she was leaning against my desk dressed head to toe in the sexiest schoolgirl outfit you have ever seen. Let me stop and tell. She wears my collar with pride. Jan's collar is a physical totem for her and I. It represents and displays everything she has accomplished as my slave and through that, my pride and love for her. It represents every crack of the whip, every sensual moan, every tear we refused to wipe away on our alternate path in the mortal coil.It is her source of empowerment, her sole sense of worth and BEING. and I could give her no greater gift than freedom, a freedom that she does not want. Over her.