Where They Belong - Chapter 1.

After Eleanor's total victory over the Johnson family, she must have felt adrenalized and invincible. She zipped dominantly through traffic, smashing her horn while blaring her favorite 90s gangsta rap at maximum volume. It made an anxious ride for Cindy and Sarah, naked in the trunk of her SUV, crashing into each other after every sharp turn.

It made Cindy excited to know she had so easily given up her life and family to further elevate the stature and ego of her goddess. It was the ultimate tribute and her pussy tingled inside its stainless-steel chastity cage at the thought.

Cindy was faring better in the trunk than Sarah. Cindy had her leash wrapped safely around the back headrest which offered her some stability. Sarah meanwhile, was flung from one end of the trunk to the other.

Cindy grabbed her daughter’s arm and brought her close, holding her naked, bruised, and welted body against her own. “It’s okay, honey,” she said calmly, stroking Sarah’s hair. “I’ll look after you.”

Not that she had any idea how she was going to do that. Cindy was powerless against the whims and wants of her goddess. When she and Sarah had turned their backs on Pete, leaving him gasping for air and begging for help after Eleanor had choked him with the sole of her Versace Medusa platform boot, they had surrendered themselves completely to Eleanor. They had crawled away from their old life on all fours into a new reality of dark and twisted pleasure. Things could never be the same again.

This was not the life she had envisioned for her daughter, but if Sarah truly wanted it, Cindy could not stop her. Sarah was an adult woman now. She was nineteen and free to make her own decisions. If she exercised that freedom by willingly surrendering that freedom to Eleanor and her family, that was her right.

Eleanor slowed her speed and turned down her music as she entered the commercial district. It was not the way back to her mansion in Paradise Hills and Cindy looked outside the tinted windows to try and work out where she was taking them. Amidst the high-rise buildings, a thirty-story black glass pyramid came into view.

It was a famous landmark in the city. Cindy had heard it was a luxury hotel that included deluxe suites, convention theatres, numerous heated swimming pools, whirlpools, spa facilities, salons, boutique shopping, and Michelin-star dining. She had never been inside of course. It was not a place for the likes of her.

There were palm trees, water features, and Egyptian statues of dog-headed, muscular men, and imitation queens in marble. A large golden ankh over the grand entrance was familiar to Cindy. She felt her skin prickle with dread as she realized it was the same symbol she had seen on the glossy packaging her leash, collar, and chastity had come in. She had seen it too on the onyx plaque Eleanor had on the wall above her daughters’ trophy cabinet.

“Mom?” said Sarah, “are you okay? You look kind of pale.”

Cindy smiled bravely and nodded. The pyramid frightened her, she just wasn’t sure why. There was no point worrying Sarah about a feeling.

Eleanor drove slowly down a twisting ramp leading down into a parking lot guarded by an imposing black, steel gate. Eleanor lowered her window and placed a gold-plated security card onto a scanner. There was a bleep and a green light. The gate opened and allowed Eleanor clearance to drive inside.

The lot was illuminated in bright, golden hues. The bollards were chiseled with hieroglyphs and looked like pillars from an ancient temple. The front and back walls were covered in greenery giving the whole place a pleasing demeanour. Even the road seemed to glimmer as if recently polished. It was the most opulent parking lot Cindy had ever seen.

Eleanor found a vacant spot and exited her car without a word. Cindy and Sarah glanced at each other and then out the window to see Eleanor confidently striding away with her Versace Medusa platform boots clapping over the floor. The car locked automatically, trapping them inside.

“Mom?” asked Sarah, “what’s going on?”

Cindy tried to maintain her smile. Sarah was counting on her for reassurance. Cindy had mixed feelings about Sarah joining her in service. A part of her felt like a terrible mother for introducing Sarah to this world, but her pussy was excited to see what deprivations they could enjoy together. The least she could do for her daughter was be a comforting presence.

“Nothing to worry about,” she said. “Eleanor is just making a pit stop is all.”

“But why here?”

Cindy wished Sarah was not so inquisitive. If she was to thrive in this new life, she would have to learn not to question her superiors. Sarah had spent her formative years challenging the status quo through her progressive ideals. That kind of impertinence would land her in serious trouble if she could not find a way to passively accept the wisdom of her betters.

“Honey, you need to trust Eleanor. This will never work if you don’t.”

Sarah sighed. “I’m not saying I don’t trust her. I just want to know what’s going on. Is that so bad?”

“It’s okay to wonder. But you mustn’t ever say anything.”

“I’m not saying anything to her. I’m speaking to you. It isn’t like she can hear me. I’m not even saying anything anyway.”

Cindy felt her frustration rise. This kind of entitled talk would not stand. Sarah had to understand her position.

“Sarah,” she said firmly, “you do not refer to Eleanor as ‘her.’ That is disrespectful. And you should never be so confident to think Eleanor doesn’t have her ways of knowing exactly what is being said. How can you be sure this isn’t a test? How do you know there isn’t a hidden camera? Or a microphone in my collar?”

Sarah flushed and looked away. Cindy saw the doubt creep over her face. She reached and squeezed her daughter’s hand. Sarah nodded and squeezed back.

Cindy smiled. “This is going to be hard, honey. I’m here to help you through this transition. But I need to know this is truly what you want. It isn’t too late for you. Not yet.”

Sarah gulped and nodded. “My night with Jessica and Kaylee was the best of my life. I know this is where I’m supposed to be.”

“Then let go. You don’t have to think or question anymore. The stress of decisions isn’t for us now. We are free.”

Sarah gave a weak smile and Cindy embraced her. The two of them held each other for a long while with Cindy’s chastity pressed against her daughter’s bare pussy.

The trunk abruptly opened and startled them both into separation. They backed away to the backseat in sudden fear. Cindy maintained her grip on Sarah’s hand. They both squeezed as hard as they could.

Eleanor held one arm above her on the trunk door, stretching her long-sleeved onyx tee that was molded perfectly to her form. Her nipples showed beneath the expensive material. The key to Cindy’s chastity glistened on the end of a gold chain. The antique buckle of her Gancini belt was like a golden crown over the crotch of her tight black jeans.

Her appearance took Cindy’s breath away. Eleanor was so rich and powerful, beautiful and elegant. She was like a dark angel, come down from heaven.

The way Sarah shrank lower to the floor, bending her back in involuntary supplication, she felt it too. They were truly in the presence of the divine.

Eleanor smiled, showing off her perfect, white teeth, and lifted a designer tote bag that held the same golden ankh displayed above the entrance to the pyramid.

“You know, Sarah,” said Eleanor teasingly, “I think Jessica and Kaylee will be more susceptible to your request if you approach them with the correct servility.”

Eleanor pouted with amusement as she pulled out a collar and leash to match Cindy’s.

Sarah’s eyes widened and her mouth gaped. Cindy felt a tingle in her own pussy and drummed her fingers against her mesh. Sarah too caressed the tip of her middle finger around her clit.

Eleanor chuckled at them. “I take it you like it then?”

Sarah nodded, mesmerized.

Eleanor beckoned Sarah with her finger and Sarah shuffled forward on her knees. She sat patiently like a good girl while Eleanor attached the collar around her neck and clipped on her leash.

“I shouldn’t need to tell you,” she said, “since you’ve already seen what happens firsthand. But you will get shocked if you try to remove it. I shall also be notified via an alert on my phone. So too will Jessica and Kaylee. If they decide they want you of course.”

Sarah continued to play with herself. She bit her lip and moaned.

Eleanor shook her head with amused disdain.

Cindy was desperate to touch her own pussy. She rubbed harder against her mesh, suddenly jealous of Sarah for being able to touch herself so freely.

Eleanor shifted her attention to Cindy and Cindy bent herself lower in supplication. Eleanor pouted and reached to remove Cindy’s leash from the headrest and pulled her along to occupy the space next to Sarah.

Sarah was flush, her mouth was wide open and her eyelids flickered. She was close to climax.

“That’s enough of that, Sarah,” said Eleanor.

Sarah whimpered. It was clearly a challenge for her to pull away. It took a huge force of will to leave her throbbing clit unsatisfied. Cindy was proud of her effort. She knew that wasn’t easy.

Eleanor pulled a bundle of black nylon rope from her bag. “You need to learn some self-control. Cindy, restrain your daughter.”

Cindy gulped as she took the rope from her goddess. Witnessing Sarah’s degradation was one thing, but now she would actively take part in it. She exchanged a look with Sarah and they both blushed.

Images flashed of their time at the lake. The sandwiches Cindy had lovingly made. The gossip and dreams they had shared. The sun shining and the glistening water. The laughter and contentment. It had been a perfect day. Even Pete had been in good humor. Her heart was overcome with love. Sarah was still her baby. How could she possibly tie her up in bondage?

Because her goddess commanded it.

Sarah was passive as Cindy directed her arms behind her back, holding them steady as she bound them in rope. Cindy was no expert in knots, but she tried her best to secure her daughter, aware of Eleanor’s keen eye on her. This was a test, and she could not fail it. She knew Eleanor would want it as restrictive as possible. Sarah would certainly suffer worse if Eleanor suspected Cindy was going easy on her. She tightened the rope as hard as she could, bringing whimpers of pain from Sarah.

Cindy felt the guilt in the pit of her stomach. She had never hurt her daughter like that before. Just one month ago she could never have imagined it. The last thing she wanted was for Sarah to ever feel pain of any kind. Now she was the one inflicting it under the direction of a better woman.

Eleanor pouted. “Okay,” she said firmly, “turn around and let me see.”

Sarah turned on her knees for Eleanor to inspect the bonds. Eleanor tugged and pulled, stretching Sarah’s arms further behind her back, thoroughly ensuring they were inescapable.

She shrugged her approval and Cindy smiled at a job well done.

“Okay, Cindy,” said Eleanor, retrieving more rope from her bag, “your turn.”

Cindy backed up to give her goddess her arms. Her head remained low and humbled as Eleanor bound her tightly and efficiently in half the time it had taken Cindy to do her daughter.

She felt a burning sensation in her joints as her arms stretched, and squeaked at the pain. “Th…thank you, Goddess.”

She caught Sarah’s eye and felt a moment of shame at having her daughter witness her being so easily dominated by a superior woman.

“Turn around,” said Eleanor, “let me see you both.”

Mother and daughter, collared, leashed, and bound in rope, turned to face the imposing figure of Eleanor before them. They were so much weaker and poorer than her.

Eleanor pouted, clearly amused at the power she held over them. “Such good girls,” she said.

Cindy smiled bashfully.

“But you know,” she continued, “my daughter, Jessica, is hard to impress. You’re going to need to do something extra special, Sarah.”

Eleanor revealed the last toy from her bag, a double-headed, black silicone cock gag with attached dual facial harnesses.

Cindy’s eyes widened. The cock was as long as Eleanor’s entire forearm. It must have been eighteen inches. Even the girth must have been four inches. Pete’s baby cock was nothing by comparison. Her caged pussy tingled at the prospect.

“Sarah,” said Eleanor, rubbing her hand slowly down the shaft, “open your mouth.”

Sarah whimpered with fear but did as she was told.

Eleanor smiled as she carefully guided the large tip inside Sarah’s mouth and slowly guided it deeper down her throat.

Sarah gagged as it went in. It was far too big. Cindy could only watch, horrified at seeing her baby girl violated in this way, yet proud of how well she was taking it.

Eleanor chuckled. “Wow, Sarah. This isn’t your first time, is it?”

Sarah gagged heavily, drooling down the shaft. Her breathing was heavy through her nose. Her eyes were wide, scared, and eager to please.

“You’ve been practicing at home, haven’t you?”

Sarah nodded, still gagging.

Cindy blushed. She had no idea Sarah had been doing that.

Eleanor smiled at Cindy. “Okay, your turn.”

Cindy blushed as she maneuvered herself to wrap her lips over the other end of the cock. She was forced to look Sarah in the eye as Eleanor pushed the back of her head to swallow the same veiny shaft as her daughter.

She gagged worse than Sarah. She hadn't the foresight to practice for an occasion like this. The ball gags helped a little, but nothing had prepared her for something as big as this.

Cindy and Sarah kept the cock held between them as Eleanor fixed the facial harnesses, looping the straps through the buckles and tightening them.

Cindy felt the pressure constrict against her skull. With her arms bound and her face locked onto the cock she shared with her daughter, there was no chance of escape. She and Sarah were completely helpless.

They both continued to gag. Their drool dripped down the sides of their mouth. Their cheeks puffed. Their eyes watered with mutual fear and humiliation.

Eleanor tilted back her head and laughed. Her joy echoed through the parking lot, loud and imperious.

Cindy humped at the air, desperate for some sense of feeling to satisfy her raging arousal.

Sarah too bounced on the spot, pressing her glistening pussy into the trunk floor, whimpering against the cock.

Eleanor retrieved her iPhone Pro from the back pocket of her jeans and pointed her camera at them, smiling happily into the screen. “This is so perfect,” she said, “look at you both. I just have to show the sisters. They’ll get such a kick out of this. A mother and daughter duo sharing the same cock. Such fun.”

It was humbling to look her daughter in the eye as they both humped in the air, gagging on the same cock for the entertainment of her goddess. They were stuck at the mercy of Eleanor. It was exactly where Cindy wanted to be.

*

Cindy’s throat only marginally got used to the sensation of being stuffed. She continually gagged, drooling over the shaft and down her breasts.

Sarah was crying by the time they reached Eleanor’s mansion. At first, Cindy thought it was due to the pain of having her arms stretched and bound behind her back while looking her mother in the eye as she sucked on a giant silicone cock, but once Cindy realized Sarah had not stopped circling her hips, she realized her tears were from frustration at not being able to reach her throbbing clit.

Cindy knew she should have been sympathetic, but she couldn’t. Her own pussy was locked in chastity. At least Sarah could feel the air against hers. At least she could rub it over the floor. If Sarah thought this was bad, maybe she should experience a couple of days in a stainless-steel cage.

Eleanor pressed her dashboard and the gilded gates to her mansion opened.

Cindy felt nervous excitement in her stomach. This was it. This was the start of her new life as Eleanor’s 24-hour housekeeper. Of course, that didn’t accurately describe her role. She was not just a live-in maid. She was Eleanor’s submissive, masochist, pet, plaything, and worshipper. It was to be the best thing she’d ever done.

Sarah whined as if she had understood Cindy’s thoughts. Cindy flushed guiltily. Yes, being a mother and raising Sarah into adulthood was important to her, but as awful as it was to consider, just how proud could she be of Sarah when she was now naked, bound, collared, leashed, and trapped in a facial harness, sucking on the same giant cock she shared with her mother? It wasn’t exactly the life she had envisioned for her when she first cradled that babe in her arms.

She flicked her eyes away from her struggling daughter to the white, limestone, château inspired manor, with ivy crawling over the walls, large glass windows, and Grecian columns.

Eleanor parked on the driveway next to a large, circular stone fountain. There were more supercars and SUV’s on the driveway individually designated to a member of Eleanor’s family by personalized license plates.

Eleanor left the car and walked to the trunk with her designer heels clapping over the stone paving.

Sarah’s breathing through her nose got heavier. She must have been feeling even more anxious than Cindy. The moment to impress Jessica and Kaylee was upon her.

Eleanor opened the trunk and chuckled at her two victims. She unhooked their leashes from the headrests and took possession of them, tugging them from the car on their knees, until they both plummeted onto the hard driveway. It was a clumsy landing and Cindy felt the pain of the silicone knocking against her teeth.

“Okay, puppies,” said Eleanor, “let’s go find the girls.”

Eleanor directed them to scuttle sideways like crabs on the flats of their feet across the driveway, staring at each other with the same cock down their throat. Frustratingly for Cindy, Sarah was quicker than her. Cindy's feet were still sore from her caning the night before, and Sarah was too eager to get there. She yanked Cindy along, pulling the cock against the inside of Cindy's cheek. Cindy moaned and warned Sarah to calm down with her eyes but Sarah was too over-excited and missed the message.

She glanced at her goddess and Eleanor looked so powerful by comparison. She strode confidently with the gold of her belt buckle shimmering majestically in the afternoon sunshine and the key to Cindy’s chastity bobbing over her bosom. A fixed grin was on her beautiful face, displaying her immaculate teeth.

Jessica and Kaylee were relaxing in the pool, their elbows resting over the side, as the crystal-clear water lapped at their firm and athletic forms. Their blond hair was tied into adorable side ponytails. They were chatting to each other when they saw Eleanor leading Cindy and Sarah across the patio. Their pretty faces immediately brightened. They glanced at each other and then burst into laughter.

Jessica hopped out of the pool first wearing a white cross workout bikini top and matching low-rise bottoms. Water dripped from her toned and tanned body, trickling down the contours of her subtle muscles.

Kaylee followed. She was wearing a mesh bikini top with floral stitching, shoulder straps, and low-rise skimpy bottoms. They sauntered over, leaving a trail of wet footprints over the warm patio tiles.

Sarah whimpered against the cock. The breathing through her nose got deeper. Her pussy glistened as she gyrated her hips.

“What the hell, Mom?” laughed Jessica, “is this for real?”

Eleanor smiled. “Little Cindy is going to be our new housekeeper. She’ll be living with us from now on.”

Jessica crouched between Cindy and Sarah, watching their predicament with amused wonder, carefully studying how they had taken the cock in their mouths. “And what about the other one?”

Eleanor handed over Sarah’s leash. “That’s up to you, sweetie.”

Jessica looked at it for a moment. Her eyes gleamed with the realization of what her mom was offering.

“Apparently,” said Eleanor, “little Sarah had such a wonderful time being abused by you, she wants to dedicate her life to you, and Kaylee of course.”

Kaylee laughed. “Oh my god. What a freak.”

Jessica grinned, taking possession of Sarah’s leash. “I guess we’ll take her then. At least for a little while.”

“I can’t believe this,” said Kaylee. “I mean, I knew she was a little pervert, but this?”

Jessica rose back to her feet. “Told you,” she said, “I knew as soon as I saw her. She’s just like her mom.”

“Way worse,” said Kaylee, “it took her mom twenty-five years to reach this point. Sarah got there in a day.”

They both had a good laugh at this.

Cindy wished she had offered herself to Eleanor as Sarah had to Jessica all those years ago. Without Eleanor in her life, those twenty-five years now seemed like a complete waste.

If Sarah really was like Cindy, then this was the best thing that could have ever happened to her. She would not have to live a quarter of a century in regret and despair, stuck in a loveless marriage and meaningless job. At nineteen years old, Sarah had already discovered her best life.

Sarah’s eyes darted to her new owners with a mixture of fear and awe. She continued to hump the air, desperate to touch herself but prevented by the rope that bound her arms behind her back.

“Hey,” said Jessica, “where’s her chastity?”

Eleanor smiled. “That’s up to you, baby. She’s yours now.”

Jessica scrunched her face in thought and turned to Kaylee. “What do you think?”

Kaylee lifted her foot and tapped it against Sarah’s cheek, grinning down at her. “I’m not sure yet, Jess. Obviously, we don’t want her playing with herself all the time. That will get pretty annoying.”

“True,” said Jessica, “but it might be kind of funny if she goes free while her mom is locked up. I mean, how unfair is that?”

Cindy whimpered. It was very unfair.

Kaylee squealed happily and hugged Jessica. “This is so awesome. You were so right to target her.”

Jessica hugged back and kissed her on the side of her forehead. “I’ll admit, this has worked out even better than I thought. We’re going to have so much fun.” She looked down at Sarah and kneed her in the head. “Hey,” she said firmly, “you’d better not bore us, freak, or we’ll dispose of you.”

Sarah nodded furiously, scraping her teeth over the cock which made Jessica and Kaylee laugh.

“I know,” said Kaylee, lifting a single finger, “let’s take them for a ride.”

“Oh my god,” laughed Jessica, “can we, Mom?”

Eleanor chuckled and passed Cindy’s leash to Kaylee. “Of course, you can. Have fun, baby.”

Cindy and Sarah’s eyes widened in mutual fear.

Kaylee wrapped Cindy’s leash tightly around her forearm and strode her legs between Cindy’s back.

Jessica did the same for Sarah. “Bow down to us, freaks,” she ordered.

Cindy and Sarah lowered themselves closer to the ground, ducking their heads.

Jessica and Kaylee nestled their bottoms directly onto Cindy and Sarah’s necks, straddling their legs on either side. It was as if Cindy and Sarah were ponies and their necks the saddles.

Cindy moaned at the weight. It was hard to support Kaylee and stay squatted on her feet. Were her arms not bound behind her back she could have used them for extra support. As it was, she felt a burning down her spine and her legs teetered.

She glanced up from the ground to see Jessica holding onto Sarah’s leash as if it were the rein of her mount. Both she and Sarah continued to gag on the cock in their mouths that locked them together. Cindy felt her teeth sink into the silicone. It was one of the most uncomfortable and humiliating experiences of her life. Her trapped pussy loved it.

Kaylee giggled and bounced, kicking the back of her heels firmly into Cindy’s breasts. “Giddy up!”

Cindy shuffled slowly on the flats of her feet, crouched like a shrimp, and carried Kaylee on her neck. She felt like she could collapse at any moment. It was an impossible task. The cock in her throat muffled her pained moans.

“Take us around the pool, freaks,” yelled Kaylee happily.

Jessica smirked, positioning herself directly on Sarah’s neck to force her pony into as much pain as possible.

Cindy was glad she wasn’t Sarah. Her daughter was in an even worse situation than her since she was the one who had to shuffle backward, completely blind as to her direction.

Eleanor watched them with her thumbs hooked into her Gancini belt, chuckling along at the scene.

It was no small feat to make a full circuit of the Olympic-sized swimming pool. Kaylee, with her curvy and athletic form, was much stronger than her pony. Cindy was just skin and bone. She was still exhausted from an evening spent serving appetizers to the rich and privileged, a night spent in torture courtesy of the wheel of misfortune, and staying up into the early hours of the morning with her tongue massaging the crinkle inside Eleanor’s asshole. Her only real sustenance that entire time had been the golden pee of her goddess.

All considered, it was a superhuman effort to keep going since the urge to just collapse on the warm patio tiles was so strong. Even the glistening pool beckoned her. It looked delicious enough to fall into and drown luxuriously in the crystal water.

It was a miraculous effort for Sarah as well to survive the full circuit. She had spent her own night in hell, suffocating on that monstrous deprivation hood, spread-eagled to her bed with dirty socks stuffed in her mouth and a vibrator fucking her pussy.

Jessica was an even more demanding rider than Kaylee. She kicked her heels into her mount and choked her on the leash. Sarah’s skinny body quivered and she moaned with each arduous back shuffle.

Cindy was expecting at any moment for her daughter to break. But she didn’t, and Cindy felt proud Sarah had coped so well with her first trial. Proud…and a little annoyed.

Sarah was making it seem easy. Cindy remembered all the compliments she had received during her punishment. So many of Eleanor’s friends had said they wished their own submissives were as good as her. It had made Cindy special. Cindy had never been special before. Her goddess deserved to own the best submissive in the world. She had considered that one day she might be.

But Sarah was not only matching her, she was perhaps a little ahead of her. Sarah had the harder task of carrying Jessica and moving backward and she still led the pace, tugging Cindy along by the cock and forcing Cindy to keep up.

A twist of anxiety in her stomach warned her of the truth. Sarah was younger and fitter. She was only nineteen. It would make sense if her body was more capable. Suddenly, as they finished the lap, Cindy found herself willing Sarah to fail.

Eleanor applauded, a large smile on her face. “Great work, girls.”

Cindy chose to think the compliment might be for her even though she knew it was for Jessica and Kaylee.

“One more time,” said Jessica.

There was no way Cindy or Sarah could survive another circuit but they were too scared to utter a sound of protest.

Eleanor chuckled. “Now now, baby, you don’t want to break her already, do you?”

Cindy’s eyes watered with gratefulness to her goddess for coming through for her yet again.

Jessica tutted and raised herself from Sarah’s neck. “Pfft. If this is all she can handle, I’m not even sure I want her.”

Sarah was visibly relieved to be rid of Jessica’s weight but the worry of being sent away was on her face.

Kaylee likewise removed herself from Cindy. “I don’t know, Jess. They were pretty slow. Let’s think of something else to do with them.”

Eleanor opened up her arms. Jessica and Kaylee went to her and she gave them both a hug and a kiss on the sides of their heads. “I’m so proud of you,” she said to them warmly.

Kaylee beamed. “So happy you brought her here, Eleanor. I can’t wait to abuse her.”

Eleanor smiled and nodded. “You’ll have lots of time with her. But first, there are chores they must accomplish.”

Jessica groaned. “Can’t Cindy just do those?”

“Little Cindy needs to show her daughter what’s expected of her now she’s pledged herself to our family. It isn’t all fun and games.”

Jessica sighed. “Fine. But she’d better not dawdle.”

“It’s okay, Jess,” said Kaylee, “it’ll give us some more time to think of more ways to fuck with her.”

The idea brought an evil smirk to Jessica’s pretty face and a whimper from Sarah.