My heart began to hammer. I spent the firefight crouched behind a car, next to Debra, as her cameraman fearlessly filmed the firefight. "I was in Fall...jah during the Surge," he said dismissively when Debra suggested he take some cover.I had never felt so alive as during those few minutes. It was almost intoxicating. Being around Mark and Mary was intoxicating, too. I sipped on my Coors lite. It was wrong what Mark did to me, that was painfully obvious. But, Mark was a powerful man. And he was. The hotel room at the Water Club was easy to get. I’ve made friends with the concierge over there, she’s in her late twenties and very hot, but very straight. Then again, Lexi is supposedly very straight and we’ve been fucking for years now.She is already in the bar when I arrive later that night. A sparse crowd fills the room and she is sitting on a corner stool with her back facing me as I enter. She’s stunning. Confident. An aura of power larger than her petite frame can contain.I melt into. Yet, I tried to move, only to find my arms bound above me to my bed."What? What's happening?" I cried out.A rough hand crushed my breast. I felt my flesh ooze between my captor's fingers as pain coursed through my body."The big titted slut's awake," a voice said. "Let's play with her."Humiliation crashed through me in waves of hurricane force. My skin prickled as sweat poured from every pore. The heat was overwhelming, making me fear I would faint."No, please, no," I begged. "Let me go."Hands. She and her husband are my slaves now. Since there is nothing romantic and since her husband is also my slave I didn't think that would violate the company policy on fraternization. You don't have a problem with it do you?"I made a noise, something between a shriek and a squeak and exclaimed, "Blake! How could you!"Blake continued, "I told her to wear this dress today. I have also ordered not to wear underwear again. I hope that isn't a problem either."Mr. Anderson smiled and said, "I suppose.