Part of me wondered what her mother would have thought. Unfortunately, the part of me looking down on my hostage kept driving me to do something wrong... It was something that if done incorrectly would lead my ass to jail. I allowed my hands to go to my sides as I calmly walked over to my uniform in the corner of the room and retrieved my handcuffs. Sandra looked at me in horror as I twirled them in my hand. It was then my Dom voice decided to surface. I hadn’t used it in years since before. I was now totally confused, then I realized why he said most of the time because they switch allot. She was now our Mistress and he was slave 1 and all of a sudden I was no longer a lesbische slut, I was now a good for nothing schlampe. She decided that now that I was his (slave 1) good for nothing girlfriend that she refers to as schlampe. We had to walk around the whole parking lot as a couple arm in arm and at the same time he was grabbing my ass and I his. And playing all these little love. I'm not trying to be mean or break-up your marriage. I'm sorry, it was stupid for me to even come here. I feel so stupid. It's just that we always watched out for each other and I hate seeing you get hurt. Please, just forget I was here, I was wrong to come here." Again she left me standing there wondering what the hell was going on.Candy came home and said she needed a shower. She didn't even take the time to kiss me or say hi to the kids. I didn't tell her that Charly stopped by, it would. I knocked on the door. There was no answer. I slowly peeked inside and saw a small office."Come in," a familiar voice said."Juliet?" I asked as I walked inside."Yeah," she said, coming from one of the other rooms."What's going on?" I asked."What do you think?" Juliet asked.I looked around the first room was the reception room, there were two other rooms as well as a meeting room and a small bathroom."What do I think of what, exactly?" I asked."Our own business," Juliet replied. "Before you say.