I signed to Aneth and Brooke to take charge of Patrick. They released him from the overhead chains, one arm under each armpit. They started to drag him out, but he mumbled something again. Normally, I would have just let a slave incoherently continue, but given the atmosphere, I needed all the insight I could get. “Wait a minute,” I said to the others, then came around in front of Patrick. “What was that, Patrick? What?”
“Odelle... Odelle...”
I waved Odelle over. Her stride was quick and confident, like the dom who was always in control of everything. The dildo stuck out from her and, for a moment, I thought she would stick it in Patrick’s mouth. But then she leaned down with a smile, close and intimate. “Yes, slave Patrick. I’m here.”
“Odelle...I love you.”
A hand came up to caress Pa
