It was almost... flirting. A fleeting thought crossed Meg's mind. WAS Katie flirting with her? Was she gay... or bi maybe? Once before in her sheltere... life Meg had experienced another woman coming on to her. At least, only once that she was certain of. But Meg brushed the thought aside. Nah, it couldn't be. Katie was probably just being customer-friendly.She appraised herself in the mirror. Katie was right, she decided. The suit DID fit nicely. The bra wasn't quite as skimpy as her new suit,. She opened her eyes, seeing the mass of vines writhing, wriggling and squirming in her direction. And seeing she was alone, she shut them out again. Now, she would wait, she would recite prayers and incantations to keep them away.She mumbled, pleaded, ushered for her prayers to be heard, she felt her legs be bound together, then her arms, and her chest tightened as it entangled her further. Her mouth was now covered and she opened her eyes only in time to see the last glimpse of the Tree before. One after the other they vanished until just Commander Sandi O'Donald stood facing her, taking every ounce of torture the young woman could throw at her and then she started her attack. Throwing back at her the same number of years of living in a nightmare trapped in a damaged capsule. Not even knowing she was alive because of her injuries."I raise you your torture with mine," Sandi said and unleashed her nightmare on Jessica.Jessica twitched as her attack was blunted and staggered from the. "I want you to use this. Use it the way you use it with your other girlfriend."Laura was already tying her wrists and ankles to the bedframe. Brandi was spreadeagled, as vulnerable as anyone could be with her kind of strength and muscles. Laura thought her fully capable of breaking the rope, if she wanted to get free. But Brandi did not want to get free.Long ago she had told Laura that it was an enormous sexual turn-on to her to be completely at Laura's mercy, tied up and mercilessly raped by.