Your punishment shouldn’t be too painful physically. However, as far as humiliation goes, I believe you are going to get just about all of that, tha... you can handle. You can say your “Word” now and walk away. If you stay, your body and mind are mine to use and punish as I choose.”“Your little bitch boy will serve his punishment, Sir. I would rather walk through the fires of Hell than to lose my Queen, Master.”“Remember that you said that, slave.”“I will, Sir.”“If I may ask, just how is it that. "Are you sure you're tired?" Mom asked, puzzled as to why I was going to bed that early."Yeah, I have to get up early. Joanna wants to go shopping at the mall tomorrow, bright and early!" I kissed both of them at my door, and shut it. I quickly stripped into my bra and thong and layed in bed, and waited a few minutes, until I knew that Daddy would be in his boxers. Then I went and knocked on their door."Yes dear?" Daddy asked, with the door still closed.I opened the door slightly, just enough. Once you'd figured out how it worked, or at least when it worked, all you had left to do was figure out how to get to that state of mental certainty. And that's where the meditation came in. That same discipline you had used to create a fit, muscular body, to get a job and keep it, to stay up late night after night studying eastern religion and western psychology, could be turned to honing that state of mind. It wasn't perfect yet, you still had duds, and you still had moral ambiguities, but. We went back to the office and introducedher to Annette. I apologised for throwing her in the deep end, butAnnette was leaving at the end of the week.I went back to my office, after just settling down, the phone rang. Itwas Moira, "Jeff, good morning." Morning Moira." Everything fine for the next catalogue?" No problems...any at your end?" Just one. That girl I saw on John's desk that Saturday, I want her inthis catalogue." I'm sorry, like I said at the time, it's just not possible." If its.