” Sarah for some masochistic reason decided that now was the perfect opportunity for complete honesty. “No show for us, we’re here for a dirty w...ekend.” I swear I was crimson as was Philip. This was clearly another way for Sarah to tease. Alice never batted an eye. “Good for you love. It’s been a bloody long time since we had one of those isn’t it Philip.” Poor Philip, I doubt he would have minded too much if the elevator just plummeted right down into the basement right now. Then it got worse.. " He spoke fluently as he rested both of his hands on the end of her bed. "Seven, I said out!" She cried, wondering why he was not listening to her as he slowly began to creep up the bed.She gave a startled cry as he quickly snatched her foot, yanking her down the bed roughly, pulling Sophie under his hulking mass. Her bed creaked ominously and Sophie wondered for a second if it was going to give out under her CB's massive weight. "Seven, what are you doing! I said out!" She panicked, for the. ‘Before I can really answer that one I’d have to ask you if you would whip me of I refused.’ ‘Yes, I’d whip you, or ask Mark to.’ ‘Then I’d obey. In that spot a slave girl has to obey. She has no choice. But if I knew you wouldn’t punish me I’d only obey if it was something that gave you much happiness. ‘I will whip you, darling. You know that, don’t you?’ ‘Of course. I want you to. Don’t give me privilege because of this happiness we find together. If you did I think it would make us both. “There,” Liz said. “I registered as The Real Liz Larimer. That’ll show them! Now, take a picture of us so I can prove I’m me.”She handed her phone to Dom – who was closest – and then climbed on my lap. She kissed me on the cheek and motioned for Dom to take the picture. He complied. Liz uploaded the shot to the tablet and then posted it as part of her profile.“Hey, Deb,” she read as she typed. “Thanks and you’re right. He is just as sweet as you remember.”She looked to the rest of the room.“I.