Say it now, "Mistress Dyvia, I belong to you, you are my owner, andI, your property." Good girl.Rule #2: You must absolutely without a doubt, be arous...d before startingthis story.Rule #3: If you own them, I wish you to have, eye shadow, lipstick, fakenails and nail polish, a wig, panties (preferably a thong), stockings andgarter belt, high heels, and a slutty dress. But do not put them on yet.When you see this - ~~~O~~~ - you will either put on the appropriateclothing or makeup above and or say. ” Stefan came in with a glass in his hand and sat down next to his wife. “How long are you staying for?” he asked. “Just a few days, I am flying over to Hong Kong on Monday evening.” “I was in Hong Kong last year and hated every minute of it, too many people and traffic.” I drank my wine which was excellent and then said, “was it business or pleasure?” “Business.” It was hard for me to take my eyes off him. He was what most people think a Viking looks like. His face looked like if it had. "Is there anything you'd feel comfortable talking about?"There's a long silence. The therapist neither fidgets nor looks away. Finally Anne says it, but in voice so quiet the therapist has to lean forward to hear her."Geoffrey." Why?" More silence. The therapist waits again."I have to make him leave. But I don't want to." Why is that?" Time to cry again, Annie.The therapist gets Geoffrey alone to ask him about Anne. He asks her back, "What do you want to know?" You've gone above and beyond the. ”Liana gave Mia’s bottom another squeeze then stepped away.“Very well Mia. I appreciate your dedication.”The princess retrieved the cane from where she had placed it on the desk and returned to her position. Mia felt it pressed against her skin.“The next region is Southwall.”Mia knew this answer, and she considered giving it to prove she could, but she was eager to feel the stroke of the cane again. She could feel it pushing against her, lifting her buttocks slightly. The red stripes it had.