He brought his hand down on her rump once more. And again, and again. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she held it in. "You've been such a naughty gir...," he mumbled, almost to himself. Mara nodded her head quickly as she gazed at the wood grain of his desk."I have, Daddy. I'm so sorry."He nodded in agreement. "Yes," he said. He moved her around again and brought her chin up with his finger. "But you're going to be much better, now."He leaned in and kissed his daughter. For a moment Mara didn't. “I’ll take that as a yes then?” Ella’s fingers found a nipple. She arched into her touch and Kate was filing this away.She looked back at Ella from her toes up.By the time she’d reached her face she was gone, and they both knew it.“Honey, on your knees when you look at me.”Shit.“There was me thinking you’d put up a fight."This comment pricked at the back of Kate’s neck, “You sound disappointed, boss."“Oh no."“Maybe you should be more specific with your orders, use your words to ask for what you. An automated voice asked, "Identification please." Lorraine Savage," she replied."Voice identification recognized, welcome." Yet another door slid up into the wall. which displayed a dark stairway into a basement. She walked through and it closed and locked after her. The lights came on and she walked down the stairs, pulling off the white hair which was a wig of the highest quality. She reached her room carefully placing the wig onto a wooden head with no face. "Clean and brush," she ordered. Lester’s told me his story: Les said it had all began many years ago one Christmas Eve when my granddad sat in his gas station on a very cold and snowy night. Granddad hadn’t really celebrated Christmas in years since his wife, my grandmother, had passed away. It was just another lonely day to him. My dad was in the service and had moved to Kentucky after he served his time in the army. He had lived there a couple of years. It left Granddad pretty much alone in his business, after the death of.