"Those are my control bands," he explained to her, cracking his knuckles as he loomed over her.  "When I want you hunched over, they will obey.  When I want you up against the wall, they will obey.  When I want you spread beneath me, they will obey."  He took his time in looking her over, leering and reaching down to give her tush a sharp smack.  "They've also been attuned to accept Katrina's commands as well."<br/><br/>Leaning over to give Katrina another pat, he glared at Blair.  "So you don't want a name, do you?  That's fine by me.  I doubt an attitude like yours will earn one any time soon anyway."  His hand spread out, fingers thick and menacing, intending to grip the back of her neck in a tight grip.  "I think, however, you'll learn very soon the benefits of being a good girl."