Chapter 4 The holidays seemed to fly by; it seemed like February suddenly was there and Carol found herself in Orlando looking across a small t...ble from Mistress Danielle. They were seated just inside the door of the dungeon. The walls were covered with a wide variety of instruments of ?painful pleasure?; some looked more in the painful than pleasurable variety. Closed cabinets and drawers hid more implements. Furniture appropriate to an ancient torture chamber were strategically. She slipped the vestment on next and pinned it in place, then slipped on her overalls, in hopes the bib on the overalls would protect the vestment from some of the paint spatter. She returned to the kitchen and filled a spray bottle with holy water. She retrieved her hammer from the toolbox, and went to the yard. When she got the west side, she immediately noted where the metal dust had been sprinkled on the shrubs had killed them back further. She felt emboldened now as she walked up to the. She said exactly the right thing, but he just didn't think she had that kind of understanding.Bart: (Bristling) I would go protect her myself, if I knew where she was living. If she doesn't want to be found, you will probably never find her.Eddie: You better hope we find her first. Unlike us, Swamp Dog or whoever is looking for her doesn't have her well being in mind. They want to shut her up I am sure.May: Any ideas where we can look?Bart: She disappeared for a couple of months before she. It seems that Ray had created a miniature monster."Don't forget," he warned her as he gently slipped his unremarkable organ into her welcoming center, "the 'safe' word is 'meadowlark.'" Meadowlark," Carolyn repeated, but her next words were, "Oh, help me Jesus!"Ray wasn't exactly without sensation at that point himself, but he remained mistrustful of Carolyn's extravagant claims about the ecstasies she had experienced earlier.As a result, he was doing his physical best but also was holding.