“Like that don’t you,” she whispered to Jessica, noting that the woman shivered at the lick. So they’d put on a little show for Mr. D’Angelo.  That didn’t mean that things were any less serious though it was a nice distraction for the moment.<br/><br/>She listened to Mr. D’Angelo’s orders and found herself blanching as she watched Jessica moving toward the desk.  The girl retrieved the box.  When he turned his attention to her she moved toward the right top hand drawer of his desk and fetched the box and then returned to her spot.<br/><br/>Sarah turned toward Jessica and opened the box, revealing exactly what Mr. D’Angelo described. She held the bo containing the black lace choker with the red fired diamonds encrusted in it.<br/><br/>She listened to his words, her body trembling in fear now, not sure about what she should or shouldn’t do.  His slave? He would own her?  Could she do that? The options were scary, the pros and cons numerous on both sides of the spectrum.<br/><br/>With a few seconds of further hesitation she took the black lace choker with the blue diamonds and waited for Jessica to see if she’d take the box from her hand.<br/>