Her line is the strongest. The boss had special plans for her. She used to be his secretary and he'd harbored a resentment for her ever since she'd sp...rned his advances.He'd paid the salesman good money to keep her mind intact so she didn't go insane. But the sudden tearing of the cord had loosened a lot of the protections and there isn't enough left to restore her to her former self.She is far more capable than the rest of the girls. An idea comes to me. I don't let her shape herself. Holding. "My daughter's fifteen, a good girl, mostly, and they said they'd give her to Hessians unless I did this. The boy's ten. They threatened to let the sodomites have him, make a powder monkey out of him on a ship. Said I'd never see him again in this life. I'm supposed to be a'spying on you. Understand?"Foster came back, cleared his throat and then listened to her story after I got her untangled from me. He made a face, nodded several times and then ordered me to go back with her and fetch her. Since my rape --- that vicious betrayal by a client who had been playinga game of his own that I didn't even realise I was a participant in ---I had barely functioned as a person, never mind as a Mistress. I hadturned my back on the world. Hid from everything.I built a new website, creating literary and interactive games forclients old and new. Until now, those games had been my gateway into theworld. A window I dared not open or go through, despite requests fromclients to session in-person.So,. So she asked me to come over for a few days, and we’d have some fun. This actually came as a blessing for me because I was really bored. I quickly packed some clothes and essentials, and off I went.She lived just an hour’s drive from my place. So I took the car. I reached on Friday evening, and she welcomed me wholeheartedly. It had been quite a while since I last saw her. We were very close in college. We would occasionally meet after as well.But for the last 2 years, we have been very busy.