But they didn’t do that then. He was stunning beautiful man. But the letter was attached to this picture, but I didn’t have the letter anymore. It...had gone from my hand, I was getting nervous now. Pour another drink, I told myself and head off to bed. The doctor was right lack of sleep and stress at work was causing my mind to play tricks on me. I took the vodka out the freezer and poured it into the glass. I returned the bottle to the freezer and gasped at what I saw. The glass had a hand. Her name's Mistress Claire. Today we're going to begin your new life." Craig said. I was scared beyond belief. "I see you've got her plugged, that's a good start. But she still seems scared and hesitant. We need to fix that" Claire said. Claire led me to the chair, and sat me full force down on it, slamming the buttplug in my butt. "We're gonna start your hypnosis treatments today Princess. By the time we're finished, you're gonna love your new life!" she said. "Now Craig, to make this work. This tine, he relished it. The sensation was no longer one of burning, but one of enjoyable warmth, and the taste of the peppery chilli sauce mixed with the whisky was unusual, but by no means horrible.With each drink, time seemed to pass slower and slower, but in an almost dreamlike state. He didn't remember drinking any more but every time he looked down at the bar, the number of empty glasses in front of him had multiplied. Brow furrowed, he looked at them intently, half expecting them to. He had then used the croppers and a hammer to take the phone apart and destroy it beyond repair or accessibility. This might be slightly overkill, but Jimmy was more than a touch paranoid about his safety and security.“Bill first,” he thought. He dialled.“Hello?” came a woman’s voice a few seconds later.“Sue, is Bill there? It’s Jimmy.”“Yes Jimmy,” came a dry, resigned voice. “I do recognise your voice you know. Be quick, I’m about to serve up dinner.”There was a pause.“Jimmy, you okay man? How.