‘No. I am allowed lemonade when we go bowling because I need the energy to push the ball,’ the girl lied. ‘And it goes whizzing down and splatte...s the skittles like this.’ Izzy made the motion of squashing an insect in her palms and Andy smiled before ordering two lemonades. He did his best not to win, or win too comfortably but his competent throwing technique meant he always hit something, which Izzy did not always do. He guided Izzy on how to throw the ball, and then had to choke back a. Yet, you tell me you want to be my slave. What would you do to a disobedient slave?”I was silent for a moment, then said, “Punish her.”“And how would you do that?”I knew the answer, “The crop.”“Go and get it.”When I returned, she gave me a command for a Gor slave position, “Hair.”I jumped up, put my feet together, and bent forward at the waist with my hair cascading before me, and my hands behind my back, presenting my ass to her.She began caning me.~~~~~Occasionally, I tell people that I carry. He kissed her again, once they were horizontal on top of her large bed, turned towards each other in a mutual clasp. He explored her breasts again, feeling the hard line of metal as it passed behind her nipples and pushed them out. Stella arched her back as his tongue worked magic and gasped. “Fuck me, big boy.” Jimmy was having his cherry popped right here and now so, his movements were a little inept and clumsy, but with Stella’s help and guidance, he managed to remove her panties. “So, young lady, we can talk? Do you now understand why I did this?”I nodded, feeling tears falling on my bare thighs. My fear was subsiding a bit. I couldn’t feel blood or anything except tears on my thighs, and the voice seemed steady and not quite as frightening. I nodded again.“I’m removing the rag from your mouth. Please, don’t yell.” They took the rag out. “Regina, quietly say something so that I know you’re OK.”“Thank you for not hurting me. I’m thinking of myself as quite a moron right.