"Perfect," she said. "Very feisty. I think I will enjoy training you." Becky's eyes widened in horror. She had no desire to enter any woman's bed, and...certainly not the bed of such a bitch. "Mistress Eva, I should tell you that Master Steven has already made an offer," broke in the dealer smoothly. "She is unlikely to be up for auction. Perhaps you could work out a deal with him for the girl?" Steven?" the woman said, curling her lip. "The fool has never had a slave before. He wouldn't know. “We will leave like Cyra offered those that opposed her.”A devilishly, wicked grin forms on Eris’ face. “My mother publicly allowed them to leave,” she informs them. “They left all right. They left in body bags.”The trio look to each other, fear clearly etched on their faces. Rob and two others step forward, and with knives glinting in the light, stab them repeatedly.More gasps of shock grip the congregation. “Let any who wish to oppose me quell their hunger,” Eris states. “Mark my words, I. The occasions on which he would use them to peek into the hotel's rooms were indeed manifold; he had observed many things---a local soccer star celebrating his victories by throwing BDSM orgies that were not far from overstepping the limits of what was regarded as legal---the catholic priest relieving his restrained need with other men, preferably with the conservative party's showpiece, who was running for parliament---the elderly high school teacher, notorious for her strict education, asking. I clipped on my gold, teardrop shaped dangly earringsand took great pleasure in imagining the pierced ear replacements hanging from anewly punched hole.Finally,I extracted my "Lovely" chestnut brown wig from its box, brushed andcombed the dark reddish brown tresses until they positively shone. I fitted mywig cap and then carefully but firmly pulled the wig over it until it lookedlike my own hair. I comb styling it once more, I then shook my head gently andthe style settled in all its feminine.