I hope you all enjoy it.I dedicate this story to all the Usual Suspects -- Wendy-J, P.J.Wright, Janice Dreamer, Carrie Gore, among others -- all autho...swhose work always astounds me and causes me to aspire to be bettermyself.This story may ONLY be posted at FictionMania unless the individualwishing to post it elsewhere contacts me (at chilli_tng at yahoo dotcom) and obtains permission to post it. Of course, all charactersdescribed herein are fictional and bear no resemblance to anyoneliving,. She was a tall, busty brunette, and she had on some sort of shiny black outfit. It was like a two piece bikini, and she had on high-heeled boots that matched. She was whipping his ass with some sort of strap, and she was doing it hard. He flinched every time she hit him. The sound of the strap cracking across his bare ass was loud enough that I could hear it through the closed window.She stopped whipping him then, and she moved away for a moment. I couldn't see what she was doing, her back was. .. ?"I shook my head. "I don't know if I can explain it properly. What I do know is that whatever you saw, whatever you felt, really happened."Her brow furrowed. "He did that to you? For just looking at his daughter?"Ah, yes, that memory. I shook my head. "I can't explain that anymore than I can the sharing of our memories."Sammi looked past me to Jordan. "Do you know what's going on?"Jordan looked at me. "Seth is a Sex Magus. He has bound you to him to feed his power. As a result of that bond,. ’“Who gave this command, Praetor,” Sibilius demanded. “I’m in charge here, and I certainly did not give any order of that nature!”‘You are in charge ‘now’, ‘ the Praetor suggested. ‘It is a standing order to accompany the Carte Blanche when the Carte Blanche is away from the ship. The Carte Blanche herself and the Seeker Eliannai gave the order. It stands until various projects in this solar system are complete.’Béla shook her head, denying the charge. “I didn’t,” she cried, sounding confused.