Dawn grabbed the piece of paper and peeked out into the hallway. It appeared empty and she slipped out the door and down the hall to the parking lot. ...o one was around and she breathed a sigh of relief as she exited the school and ran to her car. As she sat in the driver's seat, she opened the note and read the address. It was the tattoo parlor that pierced her nipples and cunt. Oh my god what is going to happen to me? But instead of rebelling, she started her car and headed out of the lot. * . Don't touch the plug. How long you wear it is up to you. Any time you disobey, you'll get one of these:..." He pressed the button again.She writhed on the bed in agony."If I tell you to do something, you do it immediately. Delayed obedience is disobedience. Do you understand?" Yes, Master," she cried."Good. Now, let's take a look at those legs. Your muscles are all cramped up."He got to work, rubbing the knots out. It turned out he had real good hands, and knew just how to soothe hurting. Tsing was more shook up by the notice than me, though, because she’s in this chess tournament at the rec department and is close to winning the championship. She actually asked her mom if she could get the date postponed a week. Which is silly. She should know better. Everyone knows the National Meat Service never does that. In the second place, every extra day would be another set of meals which, as Daddy is always pointing out, subtracts from our profit margin. That wouldn’t be fair to. "You look beautiful," he said in a deep, bass voice."Th-thank you," I whispered, trying to keep a woman-like voice. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, and something told me to be very, very careful, even though something else registered that his hands felt good on me."Are you cold?" he asked, as he leaned forward and down to speak in my ear. Wow. That felt even better, for some reason.His touch, on my waist, although still soft, became a little more firm, and felt a little nicer."Why.