I got the hockey bag strap over my shoulder and the chair in my other hand and opened the door to leave.I nearly tripped over a beach chair filled wit... Melody who must have been a sleeping sentry for at least part of the night. My lurching, almost fall, over her with a foot kicking her leg or knee woke her and she raged at me with fire in her eyes.“Where the FUCK do you think you’re going?” She asked as she burst into tears.“I came down during the night to straighten things out with you and. Sandy was more comfortable whipping up chocolate cakes and shopping for outfits. She was very much like Mom that way. IT wasn't that Amanda minded putting on a dress and make-up once in awhile, she just preferred jeans and a t-shirt. No, this would be more devastating to Sandy and Amanda wished that she could at least be beside her twin sister during this so they could endure it together.Just then, the door opened, startling her out of her thoughts."Are you ready to eat?" the man said, closing. 8. The slave or submissive may request an opportunity to serve the Dominant in the following way: "Would it please you to have your slave serve you?"9. The slave does not sleep with the Master/ Mistress unless it is the express wish of the owner and then this must be seen as a privilege. It can be taken away as a form of punishment.10. The slave or submissive will always thank the Master/ Mistress for an opportunity to serve whether it was doing a chore or being flogged.11. The slave will keep. "Doesn't look like it's happened to you yet. Let me help." And with that, he raised the gun to my chest and just before he fired Priscilla was screaming through her gag. The pain was unbelievable. From the few minutes I had left, I only remember a couple things, both from that bastard Rueben. The first was him holding my head up by my hair and snarling "Just what do you think I eat around here, asshole?" The last thing I remember was after he dropped me, laughing, he said, "I'm already down one.