Got something I should tell you," she said, looking away evasively.Laura could feel the chill almost immediately. Oh god, here it comes! "What is it?"...she asked softly, preparing for the worst."I... met this... guy, you know," Trina said, haltingly.Laura shut her eyes. Oh god. She let him sleep with her. He's in love with her. Who wouldn't be in love with her?Trina smiled obscurely. "Wants me to marry him, hon'. Wants me to have a baby, too."Laura couldn't keep herself from visibly stiffening.. From the minds of a few of the slaves I learned of how some people enjoy the sexual torture of themselves and others. Apart from a few common devices found at any adult goods store, the north wing did not contain any torture equipment of any kind. The south wing's guest quarters were filled with them. I didn't venture to the south wings very often. I became a little more comfortable around my mother's nudity, as she did of mine. My father became less of a monster to me and more of a.. friend I. “Did I give you permission to touch me, slave? No! I don’t believe I did! Get upstairs and take your clothes off.” “Yes, Mistress,” I answered meekly, wondering where the hell this woman had come from.I got to our bedroom and looked at the bed. There were four leather straps on the four corner posts, and a blindfold lay on the crisp white sheet. I took my clothes off, my face still burning from her slap. I picked up the blindfold; it was actually very soft black leather. “Put it on.” I jumped,. Jim told them Ron was in charge. He did not order him to include me but told them I was basically his secretary at home and was in on almost all the subjects that were going to come up at the conference. He also told them, with a wry smile, that he had planned on me doing that here as well, so if they had any questions they could include me. Then we sent Jim on his way. Depressed, I told Ron I was going back to the pool and have some drinks. A little bit later he joined me, asking if it would.