Otto's touch was like twenty thousand volts. Marion flinched and gritted her teeth. She didn't mean to, but the reaction surged up from the past somewhere, back from the foggy memories of punishments and pleasures. Her thighs tingled still as she got her orders and flipped the taser to standby. For a moment she fought the urge to crawl forward into the driver's seat. It was a strong urge that tugged at her bones, everything Otto said felt like a command from god to Marion. But she stole a few extra seconds to look into Misty's beautiful cat's eyes. It was like swimming in warmth.<br/><br/>“Don t worry Misty. I love you so much, don't worry.” She whispered, there was no time to steal a kiss, but with those few words she touched the other girl's cheek and then knee-walked awkwardly to the front seats levering herself behind the wheel and starting the van. They pulled away easily, calmly even though Marion’s hands shook on the wheel. The butterflies flashed up and down her limbs and she just knew that she needed this, all of this. She deserved it.<br/><br/>In moments they were n their way to the meeting place, speed limit, turn signals, nice and calm while Marion felt strung so tight she could scream.