What seemed like an hour later we finally arrived at the front door, although in reality it had only taken about five minutes to get there from the garage, and would have been much quicker had I not been hobbled, brace-restricted and wearing the ballet boots. They assisted me up the steps and Mistress opened the door and drew me inside, then, shortening the lengths of the chains she held, I was quickly pulled after her along the hall, through a large, rustic, and comfortably furnished living room. Once we’d passed through the living room I was pulled down another long hall to the back of the house. We approached what appeared to be a fully stocked wine rack at its end and stopped for a few seconds while she took a cell phone from her purse and pressed a sequence of buttons. The wine rack s
