For that matter, it kept her from looking for her mother or her other brother Todd as well.Finishing her breakfast, Emily headed to the front door. A ...small mahogany table had been thoughtfully placed near the door, in the main entryway to the house, and an empty wicker laundry hamper had been placed next to the table. On the table, neatly folded, lay a new set of clothes for Emily, along with a new pair of red leather platform stiletto pump heels. Under the clothes lay something familiar ... a. Not raising my head, I answered, “Yes, Miss.”“Rise,” she softly commanded and I complied. Even from my downward gaze, I saw she then unfolded a bundle of purple cloth and draped it on her arm. “Hands behind your back and turn around.”I obeyed. As I faced the door to my apartment, the ‘Attendant’ brought my wrists together. She took a padlock and locked them through the metal rings on my cuffs. After they were fastened taut, she then placed a cloak on my body. It felt like velvet, soft and. What am I going to do?Suddenly the front doorbell sounded and Alyce barely hesitated. She certainly was not in the mood for any company but she did not want to be caught in the middle of the day still in her bathrobe. Hurriedly, she grabbed a summer shift from the closet, shrugging it on over her and smoothing it down over her hips and breasts not bothering to put on panties or a bra. Rapidly, she ran a brush through her golden hair and went to answer the front door.Standing there his hands on. Confidently he strode to the vacant space at the bar next to where Christelle was perched. Waiting for the barman to serve him, he turned to Christelle with a broad confident smile. ‘Hi,’ he greeted. His tall frame was decked in navy blue shorts with a white singlet that perfectly displayed his chiselled physique. His hair was short and cropped around his handsome face. ‘Hi,’ replied Christelle. ‘I’m Sebastian, but my friends call me Seb,’ he explained. ‘When did you get here?’ ‘I’m Christelle..