"Jack, I don't care what I pay you. Hurt them so bad they never forget the pain. Leave one alive, with enough pain to last a lifetime, and barely enou...h strength to breathe. Let him go tell the others how horrific it was."It made me sad to be so furious. No one comes into my home and attacks my family - and lives.We spoke it about it no more. Jack nodded and walked away.Life went on. It always does ... at least for those that survive. Jack heard from a 'source' that the mob killed the two jerks. He shrugged at the absurdity of the situation and handed Peri the lamp so she could lead the way, wondering at her bravery and self-assurance.She led him through the winding forest trail without a misstep, and he realized she knew every centimeter of the bois like one of the native animals of the woodland. She was a nymph, a denizen of nature who shunned civilization and its pretentious customs. Her body, silhouetted by the lamp-light she held in front of her, glowed around the sensual curves. She wore red pasties to cover her black areolas and nipples to keep them from standing out under the near translucent material. A matching chocker collar, set off by her milky white skin. surrounded her neck; a large black stone was set in the very center of it. She wore a black wrap skirt very low around her waist held up by a sash that was tied together in a bow on her left side. It was hemmed about a third of the way down her creamy white thighs. The red strings holding up her skimpy bikini. He said, ?See, nothing bad happened, and you weren’t made fun of or anything.? We continued the dinner, talking quite a bit about different desires and experiences we’d each had. As we were nearing the end of the evening, he told me that he was still interested in owning me, and asked if I’d like to give it a trial run. I was still horny, and having been subservient all night had really put me in the mood to want to continue, so I said that yes, of course I was. ?Good. Since you.