It never moved, but it was at the end of the room, and the chain tethering her to the floor didn't allow her enough movement to escape its constant ga...e. Even if she walked as close to the camera as her chain would allow, standing tall, her whole body from head to toe would still be captured for everyone to see. For an hour each week, her every move was scrutinised, recorded, and viewed by hundreds of total strangers. That was the thrill: letting herself submit completely, to practically be. It was late already. She returned to the bar.“I guess I’ll have to have a drink as I’m going to have to wait here some time.”The barman poured her a drink. A few knowing looks were exchanged around the bar.She sat and chatted. They soon struck up a rapport. her and a couple of the guys at the bar. This place wasn’t so bad. Even though she felt very exposed in her wet clothes.About twenty minutes into the chat she asked about the small charge the barman made reference to when she made the phone. "I just took the little ones. "Lily said, before the breath was nearly stolen from her. Cock iron hard and ram-rod straight, Iris was thrusting her magnificent chest upward as she sensually worked the kinks out after a long night on her cot. Lily drank in the sight of her sibling. The well rounded curves that gave all Snowflakes an almost plump look inflamed her soul. Those wide hips were perfect for birthing clones into the world. The huge breasts would produce plenty of milk for the crèche of. He stood there for some time, ignoring the ceramic shards at his feet, staring down the sink's drain and listening intently."What did you just say?" Gerald eventually rasped out softly.The whispering sound had always been very low and indistinct, making it impossible to make out any words. There weren't any after all ... it was just a strange vibration and echoing effect in the pipes. Wasn't itBut, as if responding to his request, he once again heard it. "Behind the old Wilson farmhouse. Ten.