I took the ball gag off and asked her "What do you have to say for yourself you dirty little slut." Nothing, punish me" She replied."Certainly, you do...need punishing" I said.I then patted the whip on her back and then gave a firm smack to her backside. "I'm going to give you some more punishment," I said.I undid her handcuffs and removed the spreader bar. I took off the blindfold and lead her to the sling. I removed her corset to leave her in nothing but shoes. She laid face down suspended in. He was only surprised that it hadn’t killed him outright. It still could, he knew. He felt of his chest; no incision. So, he hadn’t had any major surgery yet; that would come in the next day or so, maybe later today.If he died on the operating table, he thought, those two brats would probably be glad. And that legal guardian of theirs, Ted Michaels, he’d be thrilled. And that Michiko kid, with all her rock star attitude; yeah, she’d probably dance a damn jig. And all those stupid teeny-bopper. "We'll contact you if we come up with anything." "But I really need this job . . ." "Oh, and like I haven't heard that one before," she said. "Look around you. Do you think just anybody can come and work for the Storm Harvesters? Most of the employees here worked for the govlords in the armed services. Even if we had a job open, we'd have to give a veteran priority over you. If you're really serious about getting a job here you'd go out and join the armed forces, do your term, and then come. " I will say no more. The rest is for you to decide. It's about noon now. You have twelve hours to figure out what to do with her." But, does she remember? I mean, if I bring her out ... does she..." This is all up to you. She is, of course, still aware of what happened last weekend, although if you choose to block that memory – or alter it – you can. The memories will return at midnight, though." And, what about Wednesday? Does she know what happened?" Those memories have remained locked away.