Before theslave, harsh stage lights bathed her bluish white skin in stark lighting,illuminating her for the closed circuit television cameras that wer...e recordingher sacrifice, and sending it to the two hundred or so well heeled subscriberswho had each paid a quarter of a million dollars to witness first hand hersuffering and execution. Monitors faced the dying slave, allowing her towitness all the gory details of her agonizing death.? ?? As Richard watchedthe life slowly ebbing from her, He. I just don’t believe she would ever be subservient to any man.”Ivan looked at me like I was a bit slow. “Davy boy, you think you know women, but trust me there are plenty of women out there that are dying for a bit of rough and to be ordered around.”“Shit I know that, but not Diane, No Way. I’ve known her for about five years now.”The look Ivan gave me was that of a father to his son – when a ten-year-old boy was trying to convince his father that Father Christmas was real.“When are you back. Then her body convulsed as he turned on the vibrator buried deep inside her. The sensation was mind blowing and she moaned very loudly while she bucked her hips up. She reached out with both hands and grabbed his hair and pulled him to her kissing him with great force. The orgasm was unending as the vibrator did not stop and her body quivered. He turned it off and she collapsed gasping. She breathed deep and fast just laying there as the reality of what had just happened finally hit her. . Everyone got into the cars and we were quickly whisked to Västra Frölunda. As we entered the church, I saw about a hundred people already seated and waiting for the ceremony to start. We took our places and a moment later the priest began reading from the service book. This was the second marriage I’d been involved in, and I was glad that this one would create far less drama than the first, when I’d ‘given away’ Jennie Sanders. About thirty minutes later Katt and Mikael were married, and.