<div class="floatleft">(http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv86/baybarbie8/audrey_bitoni_005.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Janice Redwood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Redwood Household, moments before leaving for the Resort<br/><strong>Tag:</strong><em>James</em>(King Serperior),<em>Dakota</em>(Rave), and<em>Alexis Redwood</em>(Vaulera)<br/><br/><strong>"You will die tonight,"</strong>he announced with a condescending air.  He gave a half-sneer, which was all he could mount given half the Superior's face was covered with bio-genetic implants and a vision enhancer the size and length of a gun barrel.  He clopped over to where the Magistrate was sitting in her flowing, azure gown and bent over her weak body.  Their size difference was mind-boggling.  It was like a mountain was hovering over a small cottage.  An ugly mountain.  With bad breath.<br/><br/>He whispered to her, knowing the sudden tenderness in his tone would drive home the brutality of his words.<strong>"Know this, Magistrate. Your death will eventually come, just not immediately. What happens next is out of my control. I have a certain image to uphold. The men, they need to know their Superior is dominant and.. virile."</strong>He leaned back with a wicked grin.  Make that a half-grin.  The man's personal guards turned the girl around and pulled up her dress, exposing her tight, round bottom.  The Superior ceremoniously untied the bindings about his bulging crotch and exposed his-<br/><br/><em>'I came in like a wrecking ball, I never hit so hard in lo-'</em><br/><br/>Janice picked up her cell and tapped the screen with an exasperated sigh.<strong>"Hello? No, I am not 'Ms. Wong'. The Wong Number? Oh, for the love of- DAKOTA!!"</strong>The woman yelled back towards the kitchen.  She shook her head, stifling a laugh as she looked back at her computer screen.  If the boy would leave her alone, she could get this last post up on the forum.  It was only a few minutes before her husband, James, said they needed to leave.  As she quickly tapped out a few more words, her cursor clicked to post the reply.  On the nest screen, she stared at the number 1 in parenthesis next to the 'My Messages' tab.  It wasn't a new message, per se.  Janice knew exactly what the message was.  She just didn't want to open it.  Her eyes wouldn't move away from the number.  She wiped a bead of cold sweat from her brow and took a deep breath.  Closing her eyes, the woman deleted her history and closed the browser.  If James ever found out..<br/><br/>Janice wasn't looking forward to the 6+ hours of travel time ahead of her.  Even more, she wasn't looking forward to having to wear the horribly constrictive clothing.  She'd taken to her husband's 'no clothing' policy quite easily and happily.  "Nudus est in domum suam", she called it. "Naked Home".  It was more than just their Master/servant relationship and an order to be naked.  James instituted the policy early on and kept it even with their children.  They were a carefree family.  A<em>very</em>carefree family.  As the kids grew, they had no qualm running around naked.  When 17 years struck, things took a turn for the very sexual.  How could it not?  Janice and her husband didn't even discuss it.  They didn't have to.<br/><br/>She closed her laptop and stood, looking at her bedroom with her coffee.  Taking a sip, she smiled at the memory of her and Dakota's first time.  She was just waking up that Monday morning.  James was out at a photo shoot.  He never wanted her to have to work, so Janice was a permanent stay-at-home mom.  And she liked it.  The mommy loved spending time with her children, especially that morning.  She had looked up from bed to see Dakota staring at her, but not in the way a son should look at his mother.  There was a burning lust in his eyes.  It was something he only knew about through his dad's 'father/son discussion' and online porn that he had surely seen.  He had a burning need, and she let him fill it.  That was one hell of a wake-up call.<br/><br/>Alexis wasn't far behind.  James actually caught she and her brother trying to destroy the boy's bed one night.  But what was he to do besides.. join in?  The way James described it the next day made Janice wet in record time.  Her husband had to spend over an hour on her before she was sated.  Janice smiled at that memory, too.<br/><br/>Janice threw on a pink Kittie t-shirt and jeans.  As much as she tried, the woman could never get away from her goth rocker phase.  She checked her long black hair in the mirror and drug her over-filled luggage into the living room.  James hadn't said how long their vacation would last, so she wasn't taking chances.  She looked around with a confused expression.  Her purse had been right on the coffee table.  She flew past the kitchen and heard Dakota call out.  The bathroom!  Turning back, she stopped short to admire her son's form.  Janice forced herself to pull away and find the missing clutch.<br/><br/>Checking her purse, she began to stress out again.  She sat on the living room sofa to think of where she left it.  Far worse than missing her purse, Janice had misplaced her collar.  It was just a thin leather strap, but the diamonds that studded the length gave it far more worth.  It probably doesn't need to be said that Janice was submissive to her husband.  She obeyed his every word and suffered very sexual consequences if she didn't.  It wasn't long after their marriage began that both started on the road to a BDSM relationship.  They were both very kinky, which is what attracted them to each other in high school.  It was only a matter of time after the vows were said.  To be exact, it was about 10 hours after.  James collared her that very night.  It was absolutely the best sex she'd ever had.<br/><br/>She leaned  back in the living room sofa and closed her eyes to think. Unfortunately, her mind only led her to the events most recently involving that very sofa.  James had a 'family meeting', which quickly degenerated into an orgy.  That wasn't a big surprise.  Dakota and Alexis took after their parents, being very wild and sexual creatures.  Dakota had his father's insatiable nature and fantastic stamina.  Janice squirmed as she felt the ache in her arse even then.  Subconsciously, she cleared her throat remembering the gift her husband had given her at that exact same moment.  After they were done with her, the boys did far worse to Alexis.  It was a long family meeting.<br/><br/>Anxiety shot threw the girl as she heard James call out.  Everything was ready except for her missing collar.  She took a deep breath and jumped in head-first.  There was nothing to do but ask James if he knew where the collar was.  She stepped out of the house and accepted a kiss from her man warmly.  Her eyes were kept down in humility, knowing her question would raise his anger.  James wasn't a short-tempered or even harsh man.  But he devised the most agonizing, sexy punishments anyone could ever imagine.  Before she could even ask, her husband told her where the item was.  The relief was minimal.  Janice would worry the entire trip about what he would do to her for losing her collar.  She would also need to keep her legs squeezed together to keep from rubbing herself in anticipation.