I was going to snap these motherfuckers’ necks. She let out a sob again and took off toward the bar. ‘Seriously, dude, you saw. She was rubbing a...l up on my shit,’ asshole one said again. ‘I think she said ‘no’,’ I said in a deathly calm voice. ‘Last I checked, that’s a woman telling you to back the fuck off.’ ‘Come on, man. Girl dancing like that, dressed like that.’ Asshole two growled at us. Oh. Little bitch wants to go? Done. ‘I dunno, Raine, what do you think?’ Deak asked. ‘I’m pretty. For the last couple of years I’ve been a full religious sister, having taken the three vows temporarily,” she paused as Alex looked puzzled, the continued. “After being a Novice you take your vows temporarily, for three years, then they are made perpetual.”Alex nodded his understanding.“You see, Alex, I’d never made that final commitment and now, with all that is going on around us, I’m not sure if I can.” Sister Melanie, sniffed, then a small sob escaped and before Alex could react she was in. And all this started with just being frustrated about her height. Now I'm worried if I have the right shade of lipstick on! Wow!I walked, rather well and confidently this time, into the kitchen where Marge was fixing us a snack, still in her spikes too and pretty dress with a frilly apron on. "Hi Wendy. You're just in time. Sit and tell me how your heels feel now." "You know, I hadn't even thought about that but look how relaxed my foot is, just like your's honey. The heels are more. .! Never she would forget this torture! The devastating agony and her own screams for mercy and death had branded themselves deeply into her mind. After the infernal ordeal at the Heaven's Gate Exhibition two month ago, where she had suffered scourging and impalement for the first time, the blonde slavegirl had been half past dead. But from the moment she had been able to shriek again, Grand Mistress Gillian had dragged her back into Her torture chambers. Vanessa was what her cruel redhead.