.. she devolved into a series of sneets that left us, her observers, dying of laughter. But the expression on her face was one of panic. She couldn’...t stop ... sneet sneet sneet SNEET SNEET. Each succeeding sneeze was louder than the last ... and she couldn’t catch her breath.Cyn passed out ... not a ladylike swoon nor a graceful careful where you fall theatrical faint ... nope ... THUD. Face first. Ridged ... stiff as a board ... smack the corner of the mahogany countertop a good one ... a. We don't really need the money that Cyn is so obsessed with making, but she always tells me that the money isn't important, it is just the way to keep score - the total points needed to make it to the next plateau in her drive to become the CEO. That is another thing that is different about us. She works hard to be a success and I became successful through sheer dumb luck. My brother started up a dot com, talked me into investing and then told me when to get out. I made an obscene amount of. ‘Into your cage, bitch’ she said. I turned and crawled on all fours across the bedroom and into the cage. Mistress followed me and closed the iron gate, snapped the padlock shut and left the room. There I was laying there locked in my punishment cell, not that I had knowingly upset Mistress. Gradually the night descended, and I was in complete darkness. It seemed like hours later that I heard the sound of at least two cars arrive on the driveway outside and many voices. The bell rang then the. I sat there for amoment and then I took off the helmet and stored it away in the box it camein, along with the tapes. When I was done with that I straightened up andlooked at Cary. He was giving me one of those, "WHAT THE HECK?" looks. As Iwalked away from the living room and into the kitchen, I noticed that Iseemed to be moving differently. I mean, I was swaying and mincing along onthose heels that I had forgotten I was wearing, just as sexily as any naturalborn woman would and it seemed.