WHISSHHH, SMAACK!, WHAAPP! the leather continued to find it's mark, making an angry red stripe and a weal on each side of the belt on every stroke. By...the eighteenth stroke Ann's crying was one continuous wail. "OHHHHHH, PLEASE, I'LL BE GOOD," she cried, "NO MORE, PLEASE!" But the strapping went on for a full five minutes, by the time Tom laid the strop down Ann's ass was a mound of red stripes, some already turning a light blue with white welts on either side of where the strop had landed. As. Such an evil mind she had.It was becoming hard for me to keep standing after a point of time. I could feel all of my body ache. I was about to start crying when she stopped and dropped the paddle. She gave me a nice long kiss and hugged me tightly. My whole body was in so much pain that even the hug hurt.She whispered in my ears, “You’ve been a great slave, time for your rewards”. That’s when I realized that I have been used for hours by then, and never have I protested to one thing that she. When he arrived outside her cage he shouted something at her in a language she did not understand.Immediately she stopped screaming and said clearly and slowly, "I am an American citizen. I demand to see the American Consul immediately. I also want a lawyer and a written statement of the charges against me."She had not spent her evenings watching television for nothing; she knew her rights as a prisoner in a jail. The guard looked at her uncomprehendingly and walked away. She started to scream. Everybody is school, both boys and girls teases me on my big breast and always calls me Big Booby. But this was not my fault, this growth is not because of anything which I had done myself. My mother have very big ones, even my both sisters(elders) have bigger than me. At that time my size was 38So one day I went to my very close teacher Neeru who is very frank with me . I shared my problem with her. I cried a lot in front of her.She said to me, “ So what’s the problem in that, If somebody says.