Unfortunately, the part of me looking down on my hostage kept driving me to do something wrong. It was something that if done incorrectly would lead m... ass to jail. I allowed my hands to go to my sides as I calmly walked over to my uniform in the corner of the room and retrieved my handcuffs. Sandra looked at me in horror as I twirled them in my hand. It was then my Dom voice decided to surface. I hadn’t used it in years since before Kayla’s mother became my wife. As I neared my daughter’s. Fat fuck. Why can’t they send me to get someone fit for once? Even just healthy. Someone who could at least run more than ten meters without throwing up. ‘Well don’t think so, know so,’ he said. ‘When I say ‘three’ we bolt for the dumpster. And….’ ‘….and what?’ asked The Package. ‘Don’t expect me to fucking carry you. If it comes down to you or me, it’s me. Do you fucking understand?’ The Package nodded, his face red with exertion. The rain kept coming down, a steady drizzle. The slick. More

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