Jones," remarked John, "and how is your lovely child?" She is very well, thanks, but she's getting a bit heavy to carry now,we must be overfeeding her... I said, putting Bekka's chair down and foreffect rubbing an imaginary sore arm. John chuckled and then I was savedany more comments about my appearance by the arrival of the lift.I looked at myself in the lift mirror. Even wearing my shirt and jacketand tying my hair back in a less feminine ponytail I looked moreandrogynous than male. It didn't. Suddenly, he stopped. She sobbed a little when the next strike did not land. She yelped when his hand was suddenly there, back on her ass, gently rubbing the redness, and she sighed when his voice appeared, almost magically, in her ear keeping a little bit of her in the here and now."You liked that, didn't you?" Oh, yes Sir," she gushed. "May I have more?" The madwoman in the back of her mind almost escaped at those words, almost made it back into where she was floating, almost convinced her. I almost screamed. Maxine was like a ninja.“Shut up, Irene,” He told me again and I did. That’s when I panicked. He had to catch me.“Jesus Christ!” Lewis hefted me around and dropped my butt on the lip of his desk, “This collaring shit is a chore.”“You’ve been lucky,” Bryn agreed. Lewis sneered at her, “You have to tell them what they are to cement your control.”“Yes,” he picked up my chin with one strong hand, “You’re a beautiful woman Irene.”“Thank you,” I replied, unhappy with a compliment. “That was wonderful,’ she said. “That was more than wonderful, it was unbelievable, Ben. Where did you learn to touch a girl like that?” “I had a good teacher,” I said, thanking Sissy mentally. “Wow, well you were certainly an attentive student, thats for sure,” she added. “What do you have in store for me tomorrow?” she asked enthusiastically. “Well, tomorrow I thought maybe you could show me a little love,” I said off handedly. “What do you mean, Ben,” she asked. “Well, today I brought.