I did wrong. Your slaves don’t scream unless instructed to….” The first strike opened up a velvet stripe from her right soldier to her left ass...cheek. She didn’t scream. Good. The second made a veritable x across her virgin flesh. She held it in. The third broke her. The six bits of rawhide bit into the base of her neck and opened a perfect centimeter stripe down to her asshole. As she screamed, the buttplug fell out of her ass. It was a beautiful sight watching her lose control, and a stream. While we were checking out, Kirin asked the checkout clerk if she had scissors to cut off the blister pack, as she was impatient to play with it and it was wrapped in one of those plastic bubbles that are made to endure any and all attempts to open without industrial strength scissors, so the clerk and Kirin went to the customer service desk to get the lock out of the wrapper, and I stood there waiting at the checkout line.As I gazed at the Customer Service Desk, into my line of sight comes. "I believe you. However, as confident as I amyou will be on your best behavior, I am still going to take theprecaution of locking the door. If the boy should show any signs ofanxiety, struggle or change of complexion, press the button on the wallbehind the desk. It will sound an alarm. I'll know to stop what I amdoing and return here."He walked over to the door. "I shouldn't be long," he said. "I'm onlygoing across the hall." He slipped out and I heard the click of the lockbeing thrown.I looked. "Oh, well. Never mind. Please tell her that Carol Sanforth and Mike Bressler from ALPHA ONE were here. We'll call her on Monday and set up an appointment."Louise let out an audible sigh of relief as the woman turned and began walking back out the door. Carol and Marie began giggling uncontrollably after they left, and Marie said, in a loud, faked voice: "Then again, maybe we WILL just wait here in case she comes back early!" and she swung open the door, laughing as she saw Tommy close to tears,.