I was usually walking alone, avoiding someone or other, usually due to my commitment issues which i won't discuss here. i won't bore you with too many...details, but i had recently been cursed by a former slave owner to prevent my escape. i wore leather straps with chain loops around my wrists, ankles, and thighs. i also wore a leather slave collar, of course. Out of a whim of particular cruelty, my owner also placed a headband of white fluffy bunny ears upon my head. He had already proven. Exactly this happened in 2014 when I was staying near Banashankari in a 1 BHK flat. Because of 10-12 hour shifts in office and lonely homestay, my health started deteriorating. My parents advised me to hire a servant so that you can have homemade food. That was a nice idea.I inquired about that possibility with the security guard of the apartment. But I couldn’t find anyone atleast for my timing. I was staying on the third floor of the flat. Above that 3 bachelor rooms were on the terrace. One. There was a crack in the door too so she could spy on what was guna happen She could hear the voices clearly now and immediately recognised Dodges voice. 'Did you leave the door open Joel mate?' he asked'No I dont think so lad' replied another voice 'Fuck it' he repliedCara loved the way he didn't give a shit about anything.'Why am I here Dodge? Bingo. Heather By this point they entered the flat and the living the room. There was Dodge and two other boys. She recognised one of them as Joel.. Do your worst, you vile bitch! I'm not moving!" A stand had to be taken. There was no telling how far this girl would push if Lucinda stood passively by. If she only knew!"I don't think we have any choice but to cooperate, Mom," said Barry."Oh, I don't know," said Karen. "Maybe she wants those pictures emailed to her bosses at the bank."Lucinda shuddered. She was a loan officer at a major bank and would certainly be fired at any hint of scandal. Barry was right, of course. There was no choice.