She said, that she did not want to go by herself, and to prove that she had actually gone, had asked me to take her to the audition. I agreed thinking...that this would dissuade her from actually going through with her threat to do so, it seemed the more I tried to talk her out of it the more determined she was to go through with it.What she didn't know was, that in the unincorporated area where this dance club was located there were no laws or ordinances prohibiting not only topless dancing but. "Slam". She got a singing slap."I will not see such a mess. Fold the blouse nicely and put it on a chair," I said.She obeyed and stood back quietly in front of me."You're a slut, right?", I asked, taking simultaneously hold of a nipple and squeezed."Yes, I'm a slut," she replied. She didn't smile. I looked into her eyes while squeezing. Her lips were slightly parted and she tried not to express any signs of pain. But I knew it hurt."Fold your hands behind your neck," I told her, "and stand out. My legs were open over the end of his large desk, feet still in heels, secured to the legs at that end. Then he stuck a ball gag in my mouth and secured it tightly behind my head. Robert grabbed my arms and pulled them up as he laid me back down on the desk. He tied my hands together at the wrists and then pulled tight above my head and secured to the other end of the desk. I was helplessly roped and spread on the bosses desk.He sat down and made another business call as he squeezed one of my. .a quickie. Just an idle thought that couldhave been stretched into a longer tale. actually, I kind of like it as ashort-short.The Outlandsby RavenIt had been almost a year to the day since Aimee and I had gotten suckedthrough a dimensional portal into a strange new place called the Outlands.Odd place, this Outlands. We quickly learned that neither the laws ofphysics, nor anything mechanical worked here. Instead, everythingworked by magic.Thus, began our quest to find a way home. Oh,.