June 21, 2004
Losing It All
"One... Two... Three."
It was as simple as that. One moment his mind was empty, drifting and unfocused. Three words from The Marquesa and the fog lifted. He was back where it had all begun. His arms ached as he hung nude at the end of a heavy chain in the corner of Her library. It was a magnificent room, two stories of oak and cherry. The mansion was as elegant as its Mistress.
To be continued