The sounds of two men coming towards me reached my ears.About damn time too ... but those fucking lights were still turned on, shining directly betwee... two of my new bodyguards and hitting me right in the eyes.A blast of cold fury surged up for a brief instant, until I felt something rather unusual flaring behind me.More precisely, I tasted something rather unusual flaring behind me."So this is the CIA's famous Doctor Death." one of the two figures approaching announced, as if I were a prize. Sticking her head in the car resting her arms on the window opening, "Hi ya, I'm Sandy," she said in the voice of a little girl, "What you doing tonight Mister?" OH just looking around Sandy. My name is Thomas do you need a ride?" He questioned her."No I need a date do you need a date?" She said in her little girl voice. She was chewing some gum after she asked him about the date she blew a big bubble then it popped and the gum spread over her face. She giggled as she cleaned it off her face. His breathing became quicker and his arousal strained against the confines of his pants. Remedying that problem, he swiftly undressed and slipped into bed beside her; propping himself upon his forearm he stared down at her. With his hand he lightly traced the curvature of her spine with his fingertips. She moaned in her sleep. He leaned down and softly kissed her shoulder, then began kissing his way down her back towards the covers. He pulled the blanket away and fulfilled his wish of kissing. I have decided to obey. My purpose is to obey. I am barely even human anymore. Just a doll, waiting to be positioned. ‘Given up, have we? Decided to be good?’ Master asks, and I nod. ‘Yes, Master.’ I stay with my back straight, my legs folded neatly beneath me. He chuckles, the brings out a collar. It has my new name, Fucker, emblazoned on the leather, and it’s secured around my neck, just loose enough not to choke me. ‘It’s almost nighttime. You’ll be sore tomorrow, and I don’t want you to be.