The humiliated man's therapeutic vendetta concluded with his high and mighty oppressors sitting in a narrow hall on a hardwood floor. For his final demonstration of mastery, Eden had changed into a more modest black dress while Farrah's slender frame was clothed in tight top and pants; the knotted rope they'd come to hate snared their arms and legs and grey tape muffled voices whose endless commands had aroused his hostility. Once again Eden's strappy sandals contained her bare feet for only a brief time, leaving with the man whose defiance this spoiled pair could never have imagined. Aband... Show more