" As she walks over she starts to say why and you hear it but she doesn’t, SWISSHHH THAWK as the whip lands across her ass you reach over and grab h...r and say, my master will punish you if you do, then I walk out of the shadows and I look at her, sit down bitch your about to get repaid for calling me a whore, you see it in her eyes but you know better than to say anything, she’s afraid, as she stares at me she walks over to your tables and sits, I walk over to her and I say undress slut, as I. When she saw him in all his muscular masculine gloryI felt her heart give in. This was clearly a man of great power andinfluence and instantly I could feel her lust for him. Of course sheloved me and dominating me would always be higher in the pecking orderbut this was pure animalistic attraction.By the end of the call he had us both on our knees in matching corsetsand collars me re pledging and Carla pledging her loyalty to him,although I could see she was bright red in the face as she had. "Don't cry, Laura," Jonelle said patiently. "Did you get my letter?" Yes." Don't cry. No reason to cry." Laura's crying seemed to bite deeply into Jonelle."I want to see you. But I'll understand, if you don't want to. We could meet in public. Nothing would happen, I swear it."Another long pause. Jonelle was thinking. Laura was holding her breath, biting her lower lip. The urge to cry was gone."I don't think so," Jonelle finally said, in nearly a whisper."Please!"I'll do anything! Laura wanted. He grabbed his cloth napkin from his lap and tossed it across the table toward her, motioning for her to mop herself up. Livid, she tilted her head back and guzzled the rest of her sweet tasting wine in one quick motioned fell swoop. Announcing, ‘I’m going to the effing bar to get something a bit more powerful’. He waived her away without a hint of remorse. With his back to the bar sitting at the table, and her back to him as she approached the bartender, she figured it was time to break.
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