“Kat, I have something to say.”Hearing Sara’s words, Katherine finally relaxed. Turning to Sara, she noticed the forced smile and question marks...appeared over her head.“That guy who was here before ... Lucas. He responded to the second slot.”Katherine tilted her head slightly, remembering what was in the second slot, and when she realized it, her expression turned to complete disbelief, she even stammered when trying to speak.“R-R-Really?”Katherine’s eyes lit up when she heard this, her breath. The video camera set up by Ken was on its stand and running, as they secured both her arms and legs. Fred tightened the rack till she asked him to stop. Not tight as a drum this time she wished to move just a little but she told them they were to tighten it between brands. You could have heard a pin drop.Fred offered her a gag but she said she would much rather howl if that was all-right with them.Ken checked the brand, sparks rose as the coals released the red hot metal. He approached the now. I was so mad and hurt that he had been watching that filth as I thought of it at the time that I went to the gym and worked out for 3 hour’s. I was so tired when I was done but my anger was gone I was just really upset and hurt. I went home and got all cleaned up and put on my sexiest dress which thinking about it later I realize it was very conservative. It goes to below my knees and shows just a little cleavage. I had some lipstick on and eyeshadow on. I thought I was hot. Boy was I wrong. I. ~~I pause for just the slightest moment, "I think you love feeling slutty,go ahead, say it"++You nod your head in agreement,++ then say the words, ~~I love feelingslutty~~"Nevermind feeling 'slutty.' Are you a slut?" I ask, again knowing theanswer, and how you were conditioned so many months ago. How you and theothers asked to be changed, and yet I managed to pervert everything thatyou were, by your own genuine request.~~Yes Mistress, I am a slut~~"You love being a slut," I tell you while.