" I think I need a drink. Tea?" That'd be nice," Angela confessed."Don't go away."While Rachel went downstairs, Angela considered the events of the pr...vious night. The woman was obviously unhappy and she suspected that it would only need a small amount of prompting to extract more information.Rachel returned wearing only a thin dressing gown. Angela requested that she remove it and, after setting the drinks down, she complied. While they waited for the tea to cool, she lovingly caressed the. Did she mean did you like your bath? Or did she mean do you like what you see? Seeing as how she was looking at my raging hard on I guess she could tell I liked the view. “Yes. I like very much.” She smiled softly and said, “Good. I am glad.” She exited the tub and then turned to me; I got up and got out as well. She took me by the hand to the little stool and I sat down on it. Without saying another word, she sat on the stool, straddling me, and guided herself straight down onto my cast iron. "Tell me what what you've done to them and what instructions you'e given to your slaves."He kept talking for a while, but the short version was that he had become fascinated with virtual reality at university, the technology behind it, and creating VR experiences. At some point he had started experimenting with his sister and made some surprising advances. The training just needed time and no interruptions. The people were trained to add a new level to their hierarchy of needs, their Master. Either way, it was an amazing feat for an ahd.She sniffed, wiped her eyes with her tattered sleeve, and pet the beast. Fig gave off a low trill of pleasure.Dahra stood up shakily. She felt very weak. How long had it been since she ate? She didn't know. She went to a nearby cafe and made herself some soup. The smell of the soup cooking made her stomach start to rumble. She had planned to save half the soup in a thermal container, for later. When she started eating, though, she finished the whole.