She imagined Him picking up the leash and giving her a playful flick on the behind to indicate what she was to do next.Then, as He had instructed, Pat...i began to crawl.She crawled slowly down the aisle and looked carefully around the corner before turning and crawling up the next, always imagining Him beside her; leading her along, tugging gently on her collar if she slowed down. Her breasts seemed unnaturally heavy beneath her. Her breath sounded horrendously loud in her ears, ragged as it was. Before, she had used the Internet cafe across the street when she wanted to use the computer, but she would not disobey Master’s command. A kajira must have infinite patience, so infinite patience she would have. Besides, this was the smallest of privations in comparison to what she would experience as a slave. She had no right to be selfish and demanding, even in her own mind. Every night she stowed her laptop in a bag in preparation for her k**napping and tried to sleep. Her anticipation made. The only light on was a lamp in the Den. I was about to go in when I saw Mom turn on the projector and turn out the desk lamp. I hung back in the shadows and watched. The white wall she was using as a screen lit up with a shaky sign in French. Mom was going to watch stag films again.She pulled up her skirt, pushed her underwear down, and sat in the chair. It was a scene of two guys and a woman. Mom just watched as the fully dressed woman dropped to her knees and unbuttoned their pants and then. I’ll try to finish this as quick as I can. Catch you later boss!”Linda held off until she left before breaking out laughing. Larry was smirking, over hearing what Cindy said.Trying to sound exasperated I exclaimed, “Oh God, now I’ve got TWO of them! Geez Louise.”Linda chuckled, “I’m gonna have to tell Mary that we have some serious competition now. You better be careful Charlie, or that girl is going to fall seriously in love with you.”“I’m gonna have to find something constructive for you to.