They drove me nuts and had me acting out too. I just went home, relaxed in the bathtub, and did my best for them not to plague my mind. Of course, it ...as still an uphill battle, but I managed to pull it off.Anyway, I came back to work and strolled down the hallway. "Fuck, I'm so dreading today. What the hell else could I do? They weren't listening to reason, and I couldn't take it for another second. It was like they were rubbing it in my face. Sarah might be attractive and have a pretty wife. Right here...right now...you will die!"I was not going to kill her, but she didn't know that."I... am your obedient slave and I live to please you!" she barely managed to squeak out, messing up the line. It was close enough.I loosened the rope but kept it around her neck. She took several large gulps of air and panted loudly."Say it again!" I ordered."I am your obedient... slave... and... and ... I live to ... please you." she cried. She let her head fall face down on the bed and sobbed. At the same time, he put his arm around her waist to drawher as close as possible. Once he had her fully entrenched next to him,he looked back at me."Sweet heavens, Sara you told me you could provide two lovely bunniesto complement my Hefner outfit, but this is unreal. I fully imaginedyou would have no trouble looking the part and you definitely do. Fromyour long legs to your beautiful face, I doubt there has ever been aPlayboy Bunny that looked so stunning. I guessed you had the body forit. "You've no instrument to play," Jules growled. His voice was a tenor, but had been damaged badly enough that it sounded raspy. I could see the marks of a slave collar still on his neck. "And how does a man on sticks dance?" The room laughed. The innkeeper coughed and spat a black wad from his throat at the fireplace."We have a room full of instrumentation and a dance on sticks should surely be entertaining, no?" I said."Jules," Ariel said. She smiled at the innkeeper. "Let them." Sure," he.