I wasn’t going to resist. That was simply not on. I tried it once, quite early on. Three separate spankings in one short day was enough to convince ...e resistance was not the way. Especially as Kayleigh had agreed with Zofia that I deserved those extra spankings. I became aware of my deep chested crying, but the smacking slapping spanking sound had stopped. Yes, Zofia had decided I had been taught my lesson and had stopped thrashing me. She rubbed my bottom and told me how I could calm down. "One after another the men at each of the stations shouted their acknowledgement of Pedro's orders. As they did Pedro simply nodded his head and smiled."More sail," Bartholomew shouted anxiously to his coxswain.Bartholomew's brow was furrowed and worry lined his face. Bartholomew was standing upon the poop deck of the Cadiz. In his hand was his spy-glass. He had just finished gazing at the other raider that lay ahead of his ship tied up to the Portuguese trader. It was clear to him that the. When I reflect for longer (like now) I can feel a pressure in my chest which is the bundled up feelings and overwhelming devotion. I am his sub and will do whatever He asks me to do whenever he asks me and with whomever He decides. I do not need to think about it. This leaves me free to devote my attention to doing it well. In my vanilla life I am a decision maker and a driver and impatient to get things done. When I have decided on something I go for it. Bridging this gap is something I am. “Well, the world traveler has returned. I wondered if you were going to have to fly in from some distant far off land,” Major Ashley said.“I’m only here for a little while longer, you will not even miss me when I am gone,” I replied.“So the rumors are true that you are leaving,” Major Ashley replied.“Yes, at the end of the year; I am working a reduced schedule now,” I replied.“What can you tell me about what happened here, that I don’t already know?”“Looks like your man interrupted a carjacking.