.. wink. Eliza was snuggled to my side, tracing gentle patterns in my chest hair languidly with one fingertip. Of course, she knew exactly when I was ...wake... "Yes, I can see your dreams, but I prefer not to. Dreams are like hallucinations, they don't make much sense. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it. I am frightened – yet at the same time I am so turned on my pussy juices are moistening the small cotton patch of my panties. I am in a bent-over position, my right wrist cuffed to my right ankle and my left wrist cuffed to my left ankle. I am wearing my tall heels, my leather collar and my new satin pink G-string with lace trim. My long brown hair is hanging over my face and touching the cool floor tiles. I am waiting for Master to punish me. I know I deserve it. It all began this morning. Can you help?”“Of course I’ll help my favorite sister.”Carmen sniffed sardonically at her brother. “You smell different.”“I used a new shampoo from a friend after practice. I don’t like it much. What do you think?”She made a big presentation of sniffing her brother’s head again. “I don’t like it much, either. Get back to your regular shampoo.”“Okay. Give me a few minutes to check in, and I’ll see you in your room.”“Okay.” She untied the sleeper hold she had around Tim’s leg and jogged off to. She was broughtbefore three official looking men who sat like judges behind along desk."This woman has signed a voluntary commitment. Every resident isentitled to free medical care, so we must admit her as a patient, at least until we have a diagnosis and treatment plan."A second man added, "We have an affidavit form a university psychiatristwhich says this woman has advocated the violent overthrow of thegovernment, had tried to justify mass murders, has tried to recruit terrorists.The is a.