"Those last words of his were like daggers in my heart."What kind of sick people you are! Don't you fear God..." Please, we are here just making a dea.... Don't bring God into this. Theseare just pity affairs not worthy of His knowledge. Take your time, thinkover it. We will talk again tomorrow."With that, the man left me alone in the dark dingy warehouse. Now it wasjust me and my thoughts. That night they transferred me to an airconditioned room, with bed and other amenities. The food was. “Hey, Aunt Wendy,”, Tommy called out, “It’s Tommy, Danny and Phil.” Danny and Tommy were brothers and Wendy’s nephews. Both in their early twenties, they were good looking athletic types. Phil, her thirty-eight year old cousin was dark haired and less fit but still appealing to women. Wendy in her early forties, had an attractive figure, just a dress size or two bigger than when she was younger. Her pretty face, flashing green eyes and bobbed brunette hair still caught the eyes of. ”She jumped from the fridge and chased me into the laundry room. We were both laughing as she cornered me by the washer. But then she got a serious look on her face and said’ “Because what if I just decide to grab you thing and have some fun.” She raised an eyebrow.“Well I won’t stop you. Believe me, I won’t.” We both laughed again. As she turned to head back to the kitchen I grabbed her around the waist and spun her back to me. I cocked my head and leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back. She emerged clad just in her top coat and stockings. I paid the bill and prepared to leave the restaurant to walk to The Globe pub, a favourite of mine to show off my submissive. I attached her chain lead to her slave collar and walked slut down to the pub. It was on a short walk, no more than a few minutes. I ordered a wine for me and a glass of tap water for slut. Slut picked up the glasses and I led her over to a corner table. I told her to remove her top coat which of course she obediently.