The guys were content to leave those sorts of decisions to someone else.Adam probably should have known things were going too smoothly to last. Indeed... that thought did cross his mind during the trip home. Walt and Sean were teasing each other about the risqué outfits; each was certain the other's girlfriend would return with and what the meeting with Rachelle's father on Wednesday would entail.Both men stopped talking abruptly as Adam pulled into the apartment complex and Adam's mind stopped. My hands and feet still bound by steel cuffs, I pushed myself up onto my knees and assumed the position of a trained pleasure slave, looking about me for the face of my master.Instead, I looked up into the eyes of a beautiful, young woman wearing a flowing silk dress - and a steel collar about her throat. "Welcome," she said in an upper-class British accent. "I am Charlotte, and as I am sure you have realized, I am a slave girl, every bit as much as you." Yes, she was a slave girl. The thin,. "Would you at least go down on me again?"Frank's eyes gleamed with lust. "Glad to!" Great," Vicky said. "Let's go."She grabbed his hand and towed him along to the bedroom. She just hoped her plan would work. Maybe if she got Frank aroused enough, he'd forget his silly ideas. She pulled him onto the bed beside her."Mmmmmm, I just love the way you eat pussy, honey," she gurgled. "Don never does that for me any more."She rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide, showing Frank. Stay and I'll just have to destroy you. Your choice." "Leave? And do what? I worked all my life only to be spit on by the same people that wanted me to be a Clintarie. I killed all of them their screams are the only thing that brought me peace. In the words of your world shove your deal up your ass!" The spokesman said with most of the other 10 nodding in agreement. "Fine then," As Alan reached in and crushed all the magic the leader had. "That was easy; from what I felt he was the strongest..