Let me and Lizzie go.”Tahlana just shakes her head and makes an exasperated snort-hiss. I continue to sob and she walks out of my sight.“As I’ve... said before,” Tahlana speaks from beyond my vision. “Our Master’s cherish their slaves. These tests are to ensure you are not pressed beyond your limits.”My red trainer appears before me again with her dragon grin. She reaches out with a scaly hand and begins rolling my right nipple. I expect her touch to be rough, but it’s smooth. Her manipulation. Dee reveled in being on top and in control and enjoyed teasing her defeated foe. “I guess Justin just likes my tits better than yours.” She continued to batter the whimpering loser with her breasts. Krissy was turning beet red and begging for Dee to stop. It was apparent that Dee’s dominance carried over from the tennis court into the bedroom.The cocky blonde released Krissy, sitting up enjoying another victory. “Admit it, I’m just better than you.”Krissy didn’t even answer back, gasping and. He sat down next to her rather than across, to ease the comparing of text as well as to gain a view of her now exposed knees.Using a pencil that Erin produced from her satchel, Denny slashed at text and grammar, adding commas here and removing them there. The pencil danced across the pages with the ease of a practiced proofer. As he made his "suggestions," he told her why he felt they needed to be made. She paid careful attention to his advice but never noticed the careful attention her editor. He left the room. A few moments later, the rattling of metal chains could be heard from upstairs. The sound grew louder until he finally reappeared, holding a leash in his hand.Walking timidly behind him was a woman in her late twenties who was wearing nothing but steel cuffs around each limb and a matching collar, all joined together by chains that had started to lose their shine. She must have worn them often, and for at least a good year or two, realised Becky.When Andrew stopped walking,.