Thank goodness no-one else saw.I form a new plan, a new idea. I don't want to lose her. I'll find a way to apologise, say sorry, and make it up to her...next time we both have curtains open and lights on. Yes, that's it.I go get my phone, expecting a message from Mum to drag me back into the real world.Huh? Not Mum, an unknown number.I open the message."Aagh!" I cry out, squeal, jump, almost have a heart attack, my rib cage about to explode from within.My hands are trembling, my breathing. At least it is for me. Someone else made a fuckton of money at my expense. I think I just killed my numbers for the whole goddamn month.” Geeta nodded sympathetically. “Been there, done that,” she said. It was a part of the game, the bad days that drained one’s account. The elevator reached the ground floor, and Geeta headed for the doors, leaving Bennie to his smoke break.At least her walk home would be safe, even at that time of night. Although Geeta wondered sometimes whether she should have. Sure she screwed up but hadn’t she been punished enough?“Oh really,” Michael said shocked at her tone and words. Thinking on that he got up and jerked her to her feet by her arm. Turning her, he slapped her ass and growled, “Go to the dungeon and be there on the bed waiting.”Silk practically ran to the dungeon when he let go of her arm. She knew he was pissed so she didn’t want to risk his wrath. She wanted to fight him but knew she’d lose so she just obeyed plain and simple.Michael gave her a. The lights were lower with fewer candles lit and the conversation held a excited edge that bordered on chaos. She noted that while there would be no dancing there was still entertainment. In one corner, scantily clad couples performed enticing acrobatics. Across the room live sculptures stood covered in what appeared to be chocolate, the guests periodically changing their positions for amusement. Fascinated, Sabrina found herself unable to turn away for where a woman reclined on a chaise.