((Um...can't we talk about this?  Lol, actually love how this has turned on its head as far as my guy goes.  Can't wait to see where this goes.))<br/><br/>Richard knew he was in deep shit when he remembered that little fact that he couldn't touch a marked slave.  He felt like an ass as he was dragged to the floor and his Power sealed away, and it made him bite his tongue so as not to scream and give Maria anymore pleasure from the torment she was putting him through.  Forced to stand, Richard glowered at the woman, his 'mother' or 'grandmother' he never could tell given her age.<br/><br/>"Maria, what a surprise.  I suppose I shouldn't have expected much less from you and your goon squad of marked slaves."  He was saying it loud enough so as to make sure Jasmine heard him if tape wasn't put over his mouth first.  Either way, he'd go quietly but verbally loud if possible since he was not in a good mood.  "So, what do you have in mind today Maria, darling?  Turn me into a sign post?  Be better than being in your company."