Just in time
March28
Stripped of my armour, groomed like a woman, they even pierced my lips to bring supreme pleasure to the winner. I can hear the ruckus of the audience, any kind of species gathered for the slave auctions on this station.
And I am next.
My stomach revolves – it’s now or never! Has my lover received my SOS?
A thud – a muffled shout, I look up and a load is taken from my mind. There he stands, surrounded by our band of mercenaries.
“There you are!” Sam does a double take, eyebrows rising.
“Don’t say it!”
“I wouldn’t say anything – – – sweetums!”
Look at Ofelia’s idea: http://ofeliagrand.com/2015/03/27/man-leash/
Look at Alexis’ idea: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+AlexisWoodsAuthor/posts/hMULjwwHThY?pid=6131380774942784658&oid=108803262547401828298