“I’m so sorry, Mum!”I felt a single tear run down my left cheek. I hadn’t cried for me, but now I was crying for Mum, for what her father had ...one to her.“It was a long time ago, honey. That’s over now.” She leaned forward and kissed the tear off my cheek.I felt myself rushing into my future. It was like I was sitting in the driver’s cabin of a train, watching it happen. My future loomed there in front of me. I spun the steering wheel of the train, trying to avoid it, but of course my life had. I was studying to be a computer programmer in college but I never finished getting my degree. I became so obsessed with female domination and the subject of sadistic women that my schoolwork and my social life suffered. I purchased every magazine and book on the subject that I could find. I was use to buying an occasional Penthouse or Club magazine for around 3 dollars a piece but now I was buying 8 and 9 dollar fetish and female domination magazines by the score.. A massive headache was pounding with eyesight blurry, as I slowly regained consciousness. The dried urine amplified the disgusting smells that now coated my face. I had been left where I was on the living room floor. The more I woke up, the more nauseated the smell made me. I had just stood up to check the house when the doorbell rang. Carrie walked “good, you’re up” handed me some cash, she said “get the door”.Shaking, I partially opened the door to see the pizza guy standing there. . Rhykov kept alert for signs of movement behind him, in case one of the man's friends intervened. Clearly, however, this man was of sufficient stature that no-one dare join in without his permission.Rhykov knew the man was a formidable opponent, but he'd some tricks of his own. He flicked his eyes left, as if someone was coming up beside the big man. Momentarily, the man lost his concentration as he followed Rhykov's eyes. He knew it would work, the brain can't help itself. In a flash, Rhykov.