He worked in a lumber yard for three years then applied to become a state trooper. He passed the exam and the road to become a trooper was an easy pat... for him. He was on the night shift as he cruised the highways and back roads to handout speeding tickets and make an occasional drug bust. He was also famous for killing two illegal immigrants as they tried to smuggle cocaine into the United States. As for teenagers, if he recognized the car, he left them alone in their steamed up windows.Three. I want you out.Here look on your email, this is your resignation letter. SEND. And it was gone to their manager. You are not going back. Sitting there tied up Amanda could hear Sam talking to the powerfully built men. How much for this slut? And various other mumbling she could not hear.She then saw a lot of money exchange hands before Sam saunters over to her and says Well bitch your new life is beginning now. I hope your dreams come true she smirks.The men bundle Amanda in to the back of a. But I figure you needed to know what's happening ASAP. You're going to find out soon anyway, and hearing this now could help you a lot with your current worry about your sex slave status. Doesn't 'slave-wife' sound a lot better than just 'sex slave?' all by itself?"Glory had to take a deep breath and steady her nerves. "Well, yes, of course! But ... my God! Suzanne! This is just ... I don't know what!" She stared at the ring Alan had given her, then reached up to the collar around her neck.. “Then there is the fact you lied to me Mrs. Howe.” Mrs. Howe took a sharp intake of breath. Surely not. Surely she would only get six. “I take a dim view of what you did Mrs. Howe and feel obliged to add my own punishment.” Mrs. Howe sniffed and bit her lip. She knew she mustn’t argue, not in her position, naked below the waist, bent over grabbing the chair with her bare bottom sticking out ready to be caned again. She started to shake when she realised Mrs. Denver was serious. “I instil in the.