Clegg felt a bit guilty but then helping women out of difficulties wasn't really his style.She didn't have too far to go. Clegg watched as she stopped...outside a house in Passy. She wrestled her cello up the short flight of steps to the building's columned portico. As she reached the top of the steps the front door of the house opened. Waiting to welcome her in, highlighted in the glow of a light within the hall, was a young blonde woman. As she stood the doorway, Clegg could see she was wearing. Mike was still in the kitchen, behind his wife. He could hear her heavy breathing and see the rise and fall of her heaving breasts. He moved round the counter to stand beside her. Now closer he saw that her nipples were rock hard and she had goose bumps on her legs, he also detected a slight tremor in her hands. She seemed not to notice him as her eyes were still firmly fixed on their guests. So with a newly recovered confidence he took hold of her left breast and when she didn’t complain,. "You have performed well. You can draw and you are learning to read and write. You have shown responsibility and good judgment. For all those things, your status must undergo a change. Arise." She stood up and Janet unbuckled her collar and handed it to Jean. I reached into a pocket and removed a silver chain and placed it around her neck. "Linda, your status is changed and your name is changed, too."Linda looked at me and then looked at Janet with tears in her eyes. She hugged Janet and then. I felt two of them maneuvering me around on what felt like a twin sized mattress and they began to wrap leather straps around my knees and thighs, fully rendering me completely helpless. One of them pushed two tube-like plugs into my nostrils to make sure I didn't suffocate, and then I sensed a weird metallic spirit odor filling the back of the van as it began to pull out.“Put her under, but don't use too much.”I realized now they were about to d**g me, but I could barely even struggle as they.