I alreadywasn't going anywhere tied to the legs of that stool. Again, strange time forstrange thoughts. One more tug and I grunted as the breath was f...rced out ofme. Maybe that was the point. Fighting to clear my head, I finally gathered my wits and screamed "Stopthis immediately! Let me go! I'm not some little slut. I'm not one of you bitches!!!(duh, real smart Katrina … call them a bunch of bitches). I'm a professional.I'm a doctor for chrissakes! You can not do this to me!I'll have you. “Glory to God in the Highest—”“And on earth peace to people of good will.”Sister Patrice was too relieved to wonder about it. Kristen had come back, and as the prayers went on, the girl took a step sideways, and another, closer. Sister gazed upon her as she prayed.“We praise you, we bless you, we adore you, we glorify you. We give you thanks for your great glory.”She had never recited the empty words with such full heart.“For you alone are the Holy One—”When they sat for the first reading, she. Taking off his wedding ring, placing it on the bedside cabinet, he turns to face her."Good morning"His voice, high pitched and quiet, seemed to fit his appearance. His essence, appeared to be, of a man that had been dominated his entire life, either by his wife or his boss. She could picture him in a stressful job and always shouted down to, so maybe this was his way of being in charge."Do you have anything specific in mind?" she enquires."I want you on your knees, bent down, with your head. If he wanted to use a particular girl or woman, a Guest could pull out her card and reserve her rather than have to wait out in the courtyard for her to become available. I had a picture taken of myself in the nude and a card made up, and we stuck my card in the box right along with the others. The Guests never knew I wasn’t one of the “regular” sex slaves.(Laughing now.) I still have that card around here somewhere.Anyway, while I may not have been the most requested girl at the resort, I.