It was a creature, resembling a human but without skin. The limbs were twisted and bent, many bones the wrong length. Its exposed muscles were black, almost gangrenous, and its eyes were glazed as if with cataracts. “Time… for… break… fast…” the creature groaned. It then disappeared, returning to Dominion. The sisters clutched each other on the floor, trembling from the cold and fear. They had seen Dominion’s undead pets before, but this was the first time up close. They didn’t want to get up, they didn’t want to face a new day of this nightmare. They wanted to stay hidden, unseen and then forgotten, but Dominion wouldn’t let them escape pain so easily. If they made him wait, he would surely torture them again like last night. Hijiri wanted to cry, but she couldn’t produce any more tears. ‘We’ll get through this.’ Cho wanted to say it, to say anything that might boost her sister’s spirits, but the wounds on their bodies were the result of them speaking out of turn. Dominion’s pets could be watching them, he might asian know if she spoke, which would just bring them both more punishment. Their voices no longer belonged to them. Likewise, the gags were still in their mouths, and while their jaws were throbbing from being forced open all night, Dominion had not given permission to remove them. All Cho could do was hug her sister and pull her to her feet. Upstairs, Dominion sat at the head of the dining table, enjoying a sumptuous feast. He could sense Cho and Hijiri moving up the basement steps. Good, the wraiths had done its job. Unfortunately, that seemed all it could do. He had been experimenting with his pets, seeing the limits of their capabilities beyond simply gathering souls. It didn’t matter whether their personalities were stripped away or not, the demons and human spirits were naturally clumsy and unstable existences. He had given several the task of mimicking the chef as he prepared breakfast, but they were like toddlers. The only way they could perform precise actions was if he telepathically controlled their movements, but that simply wasn’t feasible. He only had so much attention he could direct, and the more effort he put into controlling his puppets, the less he could put into controlling his own body. In the coming future, it would be unwise to allocate all complex tasks to human workers and leave his pets simply with the job of hunting. He’d have to find a way to improve their autonomous capabilities. “Ah, good morning. I do hope you got a good night’s sleep.” At the entrance to the dining room, Cho and Hijiri stood. Their naked bodies shivered with the chill of the water on their skin and the sensation of his presence. They kept their eyes downcast, with Hijiri partially hiding behind their sister. Their Lesbian bodies were covered in scabs and welts from all the whipping they had received. They didn’t respond. “I see, you now know that the ability to speak is a luxury I have granted you. I’m glad the japanese lesson sank in and you’ve learned the proper order of things. I believe I said good morning. • Property "Yes. She kept the same action going. Their ranch hadn’t seen any trouble in some time, but rustlers had recently been hitting some of the ranches nearby, taking entire herds to New Reno, never to be seen again. She twisted the nipples and teased them. Rachael smiled when she saw Amanda in her sexual throes, knowing Amanda would be a japanese good candidate Lesbian for a gang bang from her black customers without Ralph’s knowledge. I looked at my watch and told myself that I had now missed my first afternoon class. •••••• I saw it was Viola, one of my old asian friends who lives down the street from us. “Hold still,” the Camera Man said. You made more money and had more dances with a guy, if you were generous with the contact you allowed. He was pissed and ready for some action. “And now I want out of this thing,” said Jennifer, “it was fun and all, but this itches something fierce.” It had to be Flat Alice.