She barged in without being invited. I closed the door behind her and remarked, "Nice to see you, too."Her only answer was to whirl around and say, "I...need to pay my rent the same way I did a few months back."This was exactly what I wanted to hear. I'd thought about what my response should be, planned for it, because I didn't want to pay another eight hundred bucks for a blowjob. But I was never a good negotiator, so inside I started quivering like a scared little boy. But looking at her up and. Molly looks like Mistress beat her up and when she notices that there are no beds she cries I shake my head at her. Molly- I thought I would at least get a bed. Michael tells me that he is ok with sleeping on the floor he has done it before. I ask Michael why he agreed to do this and he told me because he knew that if he didn’t learn to submit that he is afraid that his Master would replace him. He tells me that I can ask him some questions so I do. He tells me that his Master found him working. Emogen slipped nimbly aside, wrapping her chain around the point of his blade and twisting it from his hands. In the same motion, she sliced a deep rent in his shoulder, forcing his hand to open. The blade skidded across the dirt floor of the cell, at the feet of a small knot of women. It disappeared amid them.As he gaped, she moved behind him, and almost as if pirouetting, she flipped the chain about his neck, once, twice, three loops of chain. His peril was suddenly very obvious to him. Three. I knew he wanted more. I knew he did not want me at all. I knew there was going to be a lot of forgiving and it was going to be done on his part. He took my hand and was a ladder that lengthened me to the floor, and there was hardness in his voice, and we were a parabola around each other, magic circles enforced us, encased us, and protected us, and he whispered my name and made it sound like summer wind of a long childhood that was to last somehow forever, and I dreamed him and he dreamed me.