”“I’m not saying you would do that!” she said quickly.“Then what are you saying?” I asked gently. “That you’re so weak-willed that a p...ir of theater tickets and a couple of meals are enough to make you do something you otherwise wouldn’t do? I can have all the power in the world, but all that power doesn’t exceed the power of a single word you can utter. The most powerful word in the world, the one that gives women ALL control, is a simple ‘no’. All civilized people recognize that, and ANY. “What did you do?”“I just put a little choker around your neck to hide that hickey, little one,” Beulah replied. “But I like to think of it as your slave collar. You’re now my property.”“What? No! Take it off!” Nancy tugged at the choker but it refused to budge.“It’s locked on and I have the only key, little one,” said Beulah, “and I’ll be very unhappy if you try to remove it from around your pretty neck. Now get dressed.”“Go to blazes!” Nancy tried to push Beulah away but her adversary was. In her room, as I sat on her sofa, she wasted no time. She sat next to meand started kissing me. Every kiss eliciting a moan from me. Clearly, shebelieved in being in control. Then she started undressing me. When I tookmy hand to remove her blouse, she slapped it away.Soon I was stark naked, and she was playing with me, running her nails onmy chest, playing with my rock hard erection, nibbling my ear. Every timeI tried to touch her, she would slap my hands away. It was like I was hertoy. All I. "Dr Bradley. I need to talk to you out here." He looked glad to have an excuse to get out of the room.I started to check the sheets and stopped. What was I doing? They were both asleep. There was no problem with the sheets. You've got more important things to fix.I heard them singing that stupid "Off to See the Wizard" song. I wished I was with them. Wait, there was a voice I didn't recognize. It sort of sounded like..." Mom."Jaz came in the room, running up to me with his arms out. I scooped.