Once more. She had drunk far too much, but that was going to help Stuart. He drove to an old wooded area, bringing the car to a slow stop, so as not t...o waken his passenger, and then took the syringe from the glove box, turning in his seat to face her.She made no move, her eyes still closed, hear breathing steady. He doubted she even felt the needle enter her arm, as Stuart pumped the drug into her. ?Now you are mine, bitch? Stuart spat the words out. As he restarted the car and drove towards. "Sophia, you are one of the most put-together young ladies I have ever met. Recovery to the degree that you seem to have is very, very rare. I hate to do the shrink thing"-Sophia just giggled-"but did you have therapy?" A little, but a few months after it ended, and I was well on the road to recovery by then." What happened?"Sophia smiled. "What happened? Warren Kelleher, champion piece-picker-upper, that's what happened. And the pieces I was in were so jagged that he sliced his hands up more. You will refer to yourself only as 'This Slave' and you will refer to me as 'Sir' or 'Master.'" Next command is ?Timbus? when you hear that command from any state except Margorp, you may resist orders I give you that you are not fond of, you will get a thrill from your rebellion. I will be threatening you with punishment and only when you deem the threat of punishment to dangerous, or you have suffered enough of the punishment if it gets to that point will you concede and do as instructed"?Last. I sure did not have one. At least it did not hurt very much. There was not much blood. Bill smiled from ear to ear, proud that he had just deflowered a hot young chick who was younger than his daughter. Then he went to sleep. “Is that all there is?” I wondered. The next morning, he told me about the contest. At that point I did not even care. Because of my inability to attract someone decent I did not like myself very.