After I'd placed my gear in the spare room, we sat around having a cool drink and catching up on some of the things that had been happening in our res...pective lives, before Vanessa produced a delightful salad and chicken meal, which I scoffed down in no time flat ! still being a bachelor and not the greatest of cooks I grabbed every opportunity to enjoy a meal prepared by someone else, but Vanessa seemed unusually delighted by my appetite and my generous compliments ! after the meal, we again. There was a full-sized bed, that took up most of the room. There was also a small desk with a flat-screen TV on it. Next to it was the bathroom. It was also cramped, with a sink, toilet and a counter no bigger than a TV tray. On the far side was the shower. It was about as big as those old phone booths.I left my suitcase on the bed, and stripped off my sweaty clothes in the bathroom.As I was about to step into the shower, Marjorie entered the room, also naked. She evidently had disrobed in the. Our savior moved like a wraith. Silent. Stalking those who had destroyed our home, with deadly intent. The small axe in his hand flashing like the hand of death itself. His dark leather coat spattered with the blood of those who tried to stop him. And then I saw him. Alistair had forced me to watch as he had slit my mother’s throat. His broken smile leering at me as his belly rolled with sadistic laughter. And now he knelt behind one of the slave pens, the same knife that had torn my mother. Butjust then the urge to wet myself returned, all that liquid, was thather plan all along? The warmth spread between my thighs, I had onlybeen dry for three minutes.Mistress Kellie was seated at the head of the table, already eating,"sissy, your food may be getting cold, you must feel better in a nicedry diaper."Handing her the key I confessed, that my diaper was already wet, Ithought I was going to cry. My speech was a little slurred, I saw mysupper was to be a large bowl of Egg Drop Soup and.