Loken couldn't help but stare as she came down the stairs into the kitchen just as he was serving her poached egg. As he pulled a chair out for her a...d seated her, Mistress Inara stated'You can close your mouth, Loken''Yes, Ma'am, sorry Ma'am' replied LokenInara inwardly smiled, it was precisely the reaction she had wanted. She knew how to manipulate men and used this to her full advantage in the business world. For everyday use she preferred her submissive to use Ma'am as, although there. Aarons' didn't come to class today. Apparently her car was just found smashed up half way out in the surf. Class is cancelled today, so I will be home soon."We watched the news for the next couple of days. But it quickly died down. Based on the door being open, and no sign of her anywhere on shore, authorities quickly came to the assumption is that she had lost control of the car on a corner, plunged over the bluff, into the surf. They figured she had attempted to escape the vehicle, but. ‘Now, come on, my friend, that’s not quite the attitude you should have. It is Christmas, you know. A time for happiness and good will to all men, they’re all just trying to enjoy themselves,’ the voice from beside me commented. I turned now, and saw a short but rather rotund old man, complete with white hair and what could easily be taken to be a false beard, sitting on the barstool beside me. To be honest, he looked like one of those shop Santa Claus’s, who had stopped for a drink on his way. You said you had an idea of how we can spice things up?" The Russian leaned over and slowly prodded the oil-drenched pistol at Nikki's mouth. "Open, bitch."Nikki obeyed and was promptly rewarded as Dmitri thrust the end of the pistol between her lips. "Suck it, little whore." Nikki obliged, tasting the watermelon-scented lubricant. It didn't taste too bad. If she wasn't still grieving her dead boyfriend, Mark, she might have even appreciated the taste. The scene continued like this for a while….