James
“She's up to something,” says Michael.
“Like what?”
“I don't know. When I try to have it out with her she denies everything and then throws her secret weapon at me.”
“Secret weapon?”
“She smiles at me and looks at my cock, and my brain heads south.... Perhaps you could talk to her?”
“And say what?”
“I dunno. Tell her she's not to.... whatever… ‘C’mon, you're her Dom. She's supposed to obey you.”
“What exactly am I ordering her to do, Michael?”
“She intends to escape.”
“You think? What's she going to do? Knot together the bedsheets and climb down from the penthouse window? Abseil down from the roof garden?”
“She's clever.”
“That she is, but she's also locked in and under guard.”
“She wants to let Stanton use her as bait. “