Knew he was loving the suspense, as her palms got wet and her heart sped up. Knew he was listening to her stuttering attempts at boosting morale.I'm n...t afraid, she snapped silently. I'm not afraid of you.His laugh echoed in her head, straight through the lie.I-I'm not-She couldn't help it- that laugh ignited a panic in her that Claude had been nurturing for months. She frantically scanned the room- a room she knew as well as her own body - for a way out... ... and, of course, there was. That she could not see thekey that she would have to use to open the cuffs. And the vibrator wasstill on. She felt that she was getting excited again.The collar as well. How would she ever be able to get that thing off?Then she realized that that was the least of her worries. She would neverget free. But so what? She was a slave girl. The collar! Her thoughtskept returning to that. She was a slave. Slaves are a commodity. Slavescould be sold."I request to be sold at an auction in Saudi. .. youuzes ... meez to ... goes tinkle.”Kay replied, “Slain ... I twinks I slikes ... strikes ... likes ... yes likes ... you tinkles. Me swatch his pee wee bees ... from sma smuh ... gets bigs when youz snaked.”Yeah, they are toasted.I tried to say something to them. Even though I seem to magically know any language I hear, I found I can’t understand drunk. I did keep making them drink water with an occasional heavily caffeinated vitamin drink. The vitamin drinks didn’t do squat to sober. Oblivious to him she pulled her sweater off, revealing beautiful breasts in a deeply cut blouse. Brigit smiled at his gaze and unbuttoned her own sweater, also revealing full white breasts in a deep v-neck blouse. "Please, Captain," she said, 'sit down if you like and be comfortable," She and Paula pulled off their jeans, now showing only bikini panties. "Don't mind us," she smiled, "we like to get comfortable and wer'e not used to wearing a lot of clothes, I hope you don't mind." .