Im not allowed, I told him desperately as he dragged me out from behind the bar and towards the crowd of moving bodies. Sure you are. I have authorit... here, youre fine. Besides, no one even wants serving. He was right about that. The large nightclub had three floors, the first was this: a large open room with flashing lights, loud music and a bar to intoxicate the human pets. Upstairs was a relaxing room with bean bags, comfy chairs and large TVs and beds, it was usually where couples went to. I am moving to Dalton, in the hopes that you will move in with me. I want us to live together." I thought about this very a few moments, which made her nervous."You do know that I still live with my parents, and that I don't have a steady job, right?" I was worried about what she would think about this."Things like that don't worry me. We love each other, and tht is all that matters, isn't it? Besides, my Dad owns a nice company, which is very big. We could both get jobs with him, and make. "You just leave him to me. He isn't going to hurt you ever again."In reality I have long since cared about what he did to try and hurt me. He has been dead in my eyes for several years now so hurting me is not something I allow him the satisfaction of doing. I did however care about what he did to mom and tonight it was going to end.As she lay resting on the couch, I occupied my time going through the house locking doors, shutting out various lights, grabbing a chair from the dining room and. .and beyond. All of these women expect excellent service from your mouth," she said as a loop of plastic coated wire encircled my cock and balls; she pulled it back through my legs roughly and up my back, and attaching it to the collar as she pulled it even more tight. "I expect perfect obedience, slave, or I will take your balls as a trophy and add them to my vast collection --and I'll use a straight razor and let you bleed out right here on the floor," she said in an even, serious tone of.