She held up one forefinger, her single to give her a minute and as I passed by her desk she leaned back a bit and her dressed gapped open in the back....I could see her bra strap and down to the lacey top of her pantyhose.She was so slender her spine showed the bones through the pale skin of her back. I dared not stare, a gentleman simply doesn’t do that, but the image in my brain was like a billboard with the image of her naked back. Her bra strap was narrow, probably only one, maybe two hooks,. I want her to be the best looking Bitch in town. I want you to be the sexiest girlfriend I could dream of. And personally I don’t want to look too much out of place standing next to you two beauties. Do I make myself clear?”“Yes, master!”“Good. Let’s go.”In the car, Kat gave me instructions on where to drive while and told Bitch of a slight change of plan of where we would go. I’m sure Bitch had a similar assumption about a downgrade as Kat had, but there was no sign that it mattered to. The odd thing was… the voice almost sounded like it was coming from deep within a tunnel. Or a hole. It was so distant and echoey. This seems like a trap. Joyce resigned herself with continuing on before she was frightened by a much louder scream of terror.“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce dropped her umbrella as the scream startled her. She looked around for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20. When he got off the phone he said,"The resort is only two hours away but we have to make a stop before we get there." I still had no idea what he had planned besides a little skiing. After being on the road for an hour we came to a quiet little town. Ron took his wallet out of his pocket and got out a piece of paper,it had an address on it. He drove to a very cute little neighborhood and stopped in front of someone's house. He told me to stay and he would be back soon. He.