’ ‘I am not your sweetheart. I am not your anything!’ She hissed. ‘Ah, but that is where you are wrong.’ Her neck prickled at the lightening... change in his features, all evidence of humor erased. ‘You are anything I want you to be.’ She froze on the spot as he moved silently across the room. She was breathless as his fingers reached up and gently tugged the pins from her messy bun. Silky strands slithered loose, tumbling down over her shoulders. ‘Remove your gown before I tear it from your. .Aaahhhhh’?on no??..not there??dear God not there! Screamed Laura ineffectually into her gag.Still blindfolded and unable to lift her head because of the pressure being applied to her shoulders Laura could only turn her face sideways on to the pillow it had been forced into. This was not an act she would have ever consented to for Laura’s only dalliance with Anal sex had been applying pressure on her Anal ring with a small rubber sex toy, but this was and act of such brutality it took her. Mr. Sarano, his Lion, wasn't in today, but Madame Cherrington said that he'd left word that he could be found at his club in case of emergencies. It was considered best to try for him there. His club was the illustrious Circle Azure. It was a men's club, Kris had never been there, but he knew a fellow Rent Boy who had been taken there once by a rich client and was full of stories when he came out. The gym, the pool, the showers. The lounge and library and restaurant and the hotel rooms. ”“You’re right. I’m not wearing a medallion,” Oscar said bitterly. He added, “My service has been put on hold.”Oliver stared at Oscar for a moment. It was clear from the slight dulling of his aura that not having a medallion was bothering the young man much more than he was willing to admit. Oliver said, “Some things can not be accomplished with an explicit declaration of affiliation. I doubt many of the Native Americans would listen to William if he wore a Medallion. Your service has not been.