The very entity they had made their Pact with. Of course, we weren't supposed to talk about their Pact, but all the sluts knew the truth. April's Gosp...l sanitized any mention of the truth behind Master's and Mistress's abilities. Not even Cindy knew.She would though. Once we were married, she'd become a the newest slut, elevated to that august position, and privy to all the secrets. She was eagerly awaiting that day. And so was I. On our wedding night, Master had already promised that he and. Maybe a little more than she’d need, but it was fine.I packed my own for the night ahead. What I’d need for the night was already in the car, so I packed some extras for wearing home tomorrow ‘just in case’. I figured I could wear home what I wore over but had an extra of everything in case they got dirty. Then my little overnight bag with toothpaste, razor and stuff like that. I wasn’t used to doing this by myself and was pretty damned nervous, anyway.The dogs! I’d completely forgotten about. I watched her move around the room in silence until she had examined each item. Then I went over to the stocks and opened them. They were adjustable. The height could be adjusted so that her head would be anywhere from knee high all the way up to chest high, depending on what I had in mind for her while she was restrained.She watched me open them and hold them open. I gave her a meaningful look and she came over without a word. She bent down, placing her neck and her wrists in the lightly. Have you spoken to Mandy yet?"Like a watched pot never boiling, waiting for a response to a textmessage proved to be a never-ending process. If Grace had texted me, Iwouldn't have hesitated a second before replying. I began to wonder whatshe was doing that she couldn't respond.It was only minutes that passed, although it seemed like forever. Itexted her again."Grace? Are you there?"I waited. Suddenly, my Blackberry beeped. It was Grace! Yes!"She's going to call you."That was it? 'She's.