”“It seems I should speak to Giuseppe di Campania. Where can I find him?”“You are in luck, Milord Clonygowan. Tonight is the Grand Ball of the...New Year. Everyone who is anyone in Napoli will attend. I will take you as my guest and introduce you to Giuseppe.”I had clean forgotten the New Year of 1823 began the following day.Since Mimi’s departure to Nice I had been fully focussed with the search for Becky and had lost track of time.Francesco arranged to meet me later that evening at La Croce. ”“I don’t want to fuck her. I would quite like to make love to her and show her that not all men are assholes, but that's not going to happen here, is it?” He turned away, got a chair from the dining table, then taking her hand, he sat down beside Jacquelyn.She opened her eyes, looked at him, and mouthed thank you, before closing them again. The three of them were already massaging her, Dave knew their routine, this was going to go much as he had seen this morning. She had said to Trish she. ”“Yes I do Master” she said blushing. He released her from her bonds and pointed out where the chamber pot was. Brianna knew that she had to pee and defecate. But the humiliation of doing this private thing was shattering. Her Master owned everything that was her.“You pleased your Master yesterday so he has some presents for you Brianna.”He had addressed her by her name. He didn’t use it very often. It couldn’t be good for her. “Thank you Master.”“Come here and kneel before your Master.” Briana. “GET OUT! I’ll fucking crawl back to my room before I ask you for help.”Mallory flashed a wide, disingenuous grin and waved goodbye to Daphne before leaving in silence. Once she was on the opposite side of the bathroom, she leaned her weight on the door. Her chest heaved as if she’d just run a marathon, and her face grew wrought with worry. “I called her an 11...” She whispered, clutching her chest. “Why did I do that?” Her eyes shifted back and forth down the empty hall. “This is.