As usual, he had put me to a variety of the specialized uses to which a slave such as I must be accustomed, finally cuffing my wrists to my ankles and...taking me from behind, making me scream repeatedly in submission and ecstasy. Then he unbound my wrists and ankles, chained me to the foot of his bed by the collar, and climbed into bed to sleep.I lay awake for a time. The passage of the new year inspired in me another round of reflection on how my life had changed. Every new year prior to this. As he started to sit he heard someone crying; he turned and there was Stephanie sitting in a corner of the patio almost hidden by a large bush. He’d found her in the same place a year earlier, almost to the day, only then she’d left The Circle.“Steph, what’s wrong?” Jim raced to her and wrapped his arms around her. “Why are you here? Are you OK?”Stephanie had been gone from The Circle for a year, with almost no communications other than through Sandy to let her and thus the others know that she. It was clearly made for a child as it left her midriff completely exposed. ?This will be your only outfit until we can set you up with some more of your tramp outfits. Do not worry about your bra or panties. You won’t need any panties for a while, and you never had much use for a bra. Now do your make up and do your hair? pigtails.?Han struggled with the small compact. She was not use to wearing make up as it was, but her nerves made this task even more difficult. Han quickly used some red. It wasn’t an unusual look, but she was usually the one to remove her own clothes completely of her own accord. The belt was still around her muzzle too, stopping her from growling too loudly as she sought the attention of anyone in the nearby vicinity.But no one was coming to save her.Her captor, a well-proportioned timber wolf with her hair pulled back in a brown-haired ponytail, smirked, shifting her weight onto her opposite foot. Perhaps Cassie should have been more worried that the captain.