The sculpting to her... to his... face was too extensiveeven if it had been mostly repaired. But he was now clearly back tobeing... Lee.It was Lisa w...o was the ghost. A ghost he could now only see in hismemories. Memories which were, upon reflection, always acquired insomething of a haze. Not the sharpness of his undrugged perceptionsnow.Whatever Master Steve had plied her with to keep her in that happy,submissive and pliable daze was long gone out of her system. Leerecognized that Master. Ye ghatna 3month pehle ki hai december’17 ki.Main as usual apne tour pe amritsar gya tha. Usdin mera unke ghar rookne ka program tha or ye baat maine mami ji ko 3 din pehle hi bta rakhi thi maine unke ghar sham ko pahunchna tha. Or usi din lagbhag dupher k 2 bje mere ko mama ji ka phone aaya or unho ne btaya ke meri mami ke papa yaani k roshni ke nana ji ki tabiyat khrab ho gyi hai or unko waha jana parh rha hai or wo agle din aaye ge or unho ne bola ke rahul tum thori jaldi aa jana kyn ki. ’ She responded. ‘It happened to you I see.’ ‘Ummm …what?’ ‘You’re an incubus now, right?’ ‘Right in one, doc.’ I thought. ‘How did you know?’ I asked. ‘It happens to about 10% of my patients here. I am very familiar with it. I have the same problem from the female side’ She replied. ‘Ummm… you’ve got what problem?’ ‘I am a succubus. The female ‘demon”. She put her fingers in a quote symbol. ‘My pheromones leave men … well most men… at my feet. They’d do anything to have sex with me. You’ll. I can see pieces of sharp lead and what looks like glass shards and they’re all tied into strand after strand of leather. If he hits me once with that thing, then that’s going to be like nine lashes with anything else. Oh I can hear it moving through the air, he’s whirling it above his head. Please master, rape my ass instead! Put the whole scourge up my ass if you want! Don’t hit me with that thing. Please.Oh fuckkkkk! The bastards have set my back on fire! Oh shit, that hurts, it really.