Relax and let me finish.”With that, he started winding the rope around her neck again, and though she struggled, she didn’t say anything, and afte... a moment he tied the rope off and backed away from her.It now formed a collar, holding her head up and straight, rings of rope from her shoulders to her jaw. She straightened up, turned to him, eyes down. “You like me like this?” Her arms stretched back behind her head pulled her breasts up, she could see her tiny nipples edging above the half cups. The new owner, a firefighter, was no stranger to Anglo Saxon turns of phrase, but, Lawsey! This bird knew some curses!The firefighter tried reasoning with the bird, and, for his trouble, was invited to have carnal knowledge of a goat.He tried yelling at the bird, and was invited to worship at the altar of the Patron Saint of Fertility. With himself.Finally, the bird let loose with a blistering stream of invective, so loud, so profane, so scorching vulgar, that, in desperation, the firefighter. Take it all off!" This order was accompanied by a blow to Megan's stomach. She doubled up with pain and the guard straightened her up with another vicious blow to her already shattered nose and sent her sprawling, her hands clasping her bloody face. The other guard kicked her in the ribs and shouted at her to get up, which she did very quickly, removing her briefs and dropping them next to her dress. She now stood silently, bleeding, trembling with fear and naked. Megan had not been as anxious. Casually she reached up and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse. This exposed part of her black bra and enough cleavage to make a grown man cry. She turned towards Ben and put her hands on her hips.She smiled, "You have any questions for me Ben?"Ben raised an eyebrow, "About what?" About anything silly. College?" Her smile was hypnotic.Ben shrugged, "I don't know. What do you know about college?"This made Mrs. Darien laugh. She walked over to Ben, pulled out a chair, and sat in front.