Fields. She was ill today.” Ryan’s face lit up in a smile; she was pretty sure he didn’t think his punishment would be of such a nature. “Yes,...Ms. Tessla, as you wish. I only hope my massage is good enough for your beautiful feet.” And the goddess continued to dance in her head, the joy reverberating through her entire body. Ryan’s hands touched her skin, after removing her shoes. The touch of his fingers on her feet sent high intensity shock waves through her entire body. All her nerve endings. "Myrna immediately poured her a cup and gave her three aspirins, along with two slices of dry toast. Sally at first refused the toast, but Myrna said it would help her feel better and settle her stomach down if she ate them. To my surprise she did as Myrna asked. When Myrna set hers and Kat's breakfast down, I almost lost it. Now let me explain that one a little. I like my eggs over easy, and Kat loves them sunny side up. I took one look at the slimy eggs, and my stomach revolted. I quickly got. God, he's handsome I thought as he moved confidently towards me, his six foot, two inch muscular body seeming to exude power and sexuality with each step."And dinner?" he asked but before I had a chance to respond we heard the light tapping on the door and Daddy pivoted and moved to answer it, and then let in an thin, elderly, uniformed bellboy, pushing a dish laden cart."Monsieur, Madame," he wheezed through smoke damaged lungs, but his eyes lit up when he saw me, when he saw what I was. And then theylaugh! When Daphne laughs at me, it's the final straw. And it's so hard to kneel for hours at a time, trying not tolet my sore buttocks painfully touch the heels of my feet. I have to staykneeling straight up. I can't relax. Even if it didn't hurt so much to kneel with proper posture,I'd still have Tanner interrupting his screwing my wife to come over and giveme a few lashes of the dog-whip. "What's that, Daniel, sir, are we slacking off?"WHACK! SLASH! SLASH! My poor rear, making.