<strong><span class="bbc_u">Pet</span></strong><br/><br/>If this angers her, she does not show it.  Instead she simply tug on the chain as she would begin moving again.   Her silence a tactic.  As she led you back to the building.   For if you were going to play games with her.  Then you would reap what you sowed.  For you were not the one in control.<br/><br/>Once back inside, she attach the restraints to a ring on the wall.   Going over to a cabinet, she pull out a tranquilizer dart gun.<br/><br/><em>"So I had hoped to have an intelligent slave.  One that I would not have to drug.   But now I realize such is not the case.  You know, you still realize what is going on.  You be locked away in a hidden corner of your mind.  Horrified at what you have to do. The taste ever  in your mouth.   The feeling of being violated always there.  Yet to me you will be the compliant slave.   The one smart, even thou it will be the drug." </em><br/><br/>She rise the dart gun then and take aim.   Thou she not fire it right away.  Letting her words sink in.  Letting them terrorize you.