I have no idea why I am unable to disobey you, but I'm glad that I can't. I'm glad that you are what you are. You can no more cease to command than I ...an cease to obey. We are what we are. I am your slave. You are my master. It's not just what I want. It's what I need. I just hope that it never ends. Call it Stockholm Syndrome or whatever, but I love you because you took control of me without hesitation. From that moment onward, I became your slave and I've never wanted to be free again."So,. "Mirwanna is getting more replacement troops. That leaves you. I will send you to my castle. In the south end of the dungeon, there is a room. To open the door, place your hand exactly in the center of the door."When the door opens, you will see 7 portal gates. You want the third one from the left. Open it, and step through. You will find yourself in a receiving room. Wait for the attendant to appear. DON'T MOVE until the attendant appears, do you understand?" he asked me.I nodded. This wasn't. “You know it’s always over the top – wonderful food and extravagant booze.”“Are you inviting me?” she asked.“Well, the words ‘fancy going to’ rather give it away, don’t they? D’you think Caroline and Kevin would like to go as well? Kevin hasn’t seen Giles in quite a while.”“I’ll ask them,” she said, “but I’d love to go in any case.”They all went. Caroline, clearly trying to make amends for her past attacks on Julie’s relationship with Aidan, volunteered to be the designated driver, much to. Oh, I thought, she's in the shower.Then we DID 'do it' last night, I realized as I lifted the sheet to look down at my shriveled cock. It looked crusty this morning, coated with the dried concoction my both mine and my sister's sexual secretions.Gosh, I thought, wiping my brow and sitting up. I wondered how Ellen was feeling, after what we did last night together, and why she wasn't here, in the bed, to greet me?Then I suddenly realized what this was probably all about and a sense of fear and.