It was about fifty feet to the barn without the benefit of cover. I made a dash and zigzagged my way to it. I moved around towards the back when I hea...d a man scream out. That caught whoever was coming around the barn wondering what had happened because he called out to whoever was likely coming up behind me that Glenn had shot.That was all I needed, and I moved out a few feet from the barn and made myself flat on the ground. I was behind him and had his throat cut before he knew what. Meg may be a very strong woman. I’ve never met her, and I don’t know enough about her otherwise to say. But the point that I’m making is that she needed — she needs — someone to dominate her. She either couldn’t tell you about her needs, or she decided that you didn’t have the kind of personality that could dominate her. That’s why she asked for a divorce.”“Why wouldn’t I be able to dominate her? I run a big company. I know how to boss people around.”“What about you and Jan? Are you the boss. She laughed. "You're really good at that. I can't imagine Becca doingit that well." You can't get good at something you've never done. Itook out a dress, a short red print dress with a v neck and shortsleeves, and put it on a hanger, smoothing it with my hand. It had asmall bow at the hip.She held the fabric in between her fingers. "Ooh, this is really cute.Is this Becca's? I've never seen this before." I took another sip ofmy drink and just looked at her. She laughed, "I didn't think. One on each wrist. Now pull her head back, there is a leather strap that can go around her neck. Good, now she is helpless to you. Finish stripping her now, she is your prisoner, take her," the older woman said almost evilly. Tasha was virtually in bondage now. Although the manacles were fake, they did effectively hold her arms out so that her movement was very limited. The strap around her throat didn't choke her, but held her head back so she was arched back over the rock. Her chest jutted.