After all, she was headed east, why not goright on into Arizona? It would be fun to have thecompany, and this looked like a very nice boy, one sheknew...instinctively she could trust.“Sure, I’m going to Arizona. And I’ve got plenty ofroom.” She smiled at the youth, and he smiled back.Heather was charmed by how disarmingly naive and almostpretty he looked when he smiled. She was definitelygoing to enjoy the company.“There’s one problem,” he said. “Eyes down,” he muttered. He pulled the door open and pushed Julie into the elevator.“What?” Julie asked.“Eyes to the floor, cunt!” He barked. Again, Julie obeyed, hanging her head. She took in the man’s shoes against the small black-and-white tiling pattern of the elevator floor. They were big and surprisingly nice. Brown and polished. They would have fit in well in Julie’s father’s office.The elevator stopped moving, and the man pushed Julie out the door. Their footsteps echoed in the ceramic. Pause, pull back, ease down: Two steps forward, one step back. Deeper, one little bit at a time. That is until it hit my cervix. Crazy, but he was still not all the way in. I was amazed. I pressed down harder, but it was not working, not yet. I knew I had to work it for a bit.“You feel so nice Garret. Why didn’t you ever tell me?” I knew he wouldn’t answer, nor would he, even if I asked him when he was awake. Such a quiet and humble guy, at least until you pumped him full of alcohol. My. I was ordered onto the chair to receive my swats. Damn they hurt like hell; I hope I can get used to some of this so I won’t be in that much pain. That’s when the thought hit me, how much pain should I be ?able to take? as it’s a conundrum really. I mean on one hand if Master wants to punish me or hear me scream for fun a low limit would mean it’s quick, but could hurt if He just continued. On the other hand, a high limit means a session would be longer to start with. Oh well, as of this moment.