”“It’s rum. And there’s almost no alcohol in it. Well, there is some but you can barely taste it. It’s really good!”I try.“Oh my God! It...’s sooo gooood!” I try again. “Oooh, yummy. Still, I’m stressed.” I look around.“Stop looking around! You look like a freak. Nothing bad will happen. Nobody cares here. Try to relax.”“I am trying. “ Another sip.“Don’t you wish we could sunbathe our tits?” Adrianne asks me at some point, smearing more sun lotion on her arms.“Like ... topless? Here? Now!? You’re. We all do, when talking to the AIs. "Hillary, I need good sex, and that means a man who makes me submit to him. Tonight I am going to anger Tom so much that he loses his temper and beats me into submission, and then he is going to use me as his sex slave in any way he wants. This is not a volunteer injuring another volunteer. It is just a man establishing that his bitch is going to do whatever he tells her to do. As long as I'm alive when it's over, you should not interfere in any way to. She briefly considered biting him but decided there wasnt any point, he would just retaliate and there would be nothing she could do, there was also little reason to scream as she didnt doubt his description of the room and compound, he just didnt seem worried about her attracting attention. If anything he looked mildly disappointed at her lack of a reaction but moved on to the next task at hand, producing a collar which he clipped around her throat. This band is sitting next to the skin and. I sat her down and asked her what she wanted to cook for dinner. She looked at me and said, ‘David, I am just a little lost right now. Can you help me?’ I took her little hands and held them. ‘Sweetheart would you like to do what I do much of the time?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Italian, Chinese, or a burger?’ ‘I love Chinese.’ I reached for a menu from a holder on the wall. I handed it to her. She looked at it and grinned when she realized we were going to order from a restaurant. We sat in the family room and.