I heard him unbuckle his pants andwondered what he may do. A few moments of silence occurred andthen "SMACK". His belt swatted hard on my ass. I stiff...ned andwas scolded hard for doing so."Your punishment is a gift from your Master for which you willshow great appreciation for slut. The proper response is tothank your Master." Thank you Master" I blurted out. Several sharp swats followed each drawing a thank you response.The pain from the belt was severe as I could almost feel thewelts raising. I am surprised when the door suddenlt swings open, I jump and let a small squeal slip past my lips."Shut up, Bitch."Her voice is magic in my ears, but her tone of voice, the soft volume, the matter of fact way she said it, scares me and sends strong tremors through me. My heart punds in my chest as my mouth slips open, my breathing hard with fear.She walks past me without saying anything else. She doesn't touch me, she doesn't pet me as she has before. Just walks with determination to her. I grabbed a pink leash and collar that belong to our dog grace. It hadprincess written in sparkles along the leash.Me: look Andrew, this collar matches your panties!! Hahaha! (I said as Iattached the collar around his neck, and then the leash to his collar.)get on your hands and knees! We are going for a walk... maybe this willteach you your place!He instantly dropped, and looked down... which gave me time to take outmy camera and snap a few pictures. Then I had an excellent idea! Idropped the. ”“Something has come up.” Ed looked at the horizon expecting to see the helicopter appear any moment. A smile crossed his face when a speck appeared over the horizon. He ordered, “Pack up your stuff, right now.”Confused and bordering on angry at being ordered around, she put her gear in the backpack moving with deliberate slowness. The helicopter was close enough for her to hear by the time she finished. Turning, she stared at the helicopter fearing that it was Paparazzi trying to get pictures.