I have knownSvetlana for a couple of years now and she jumped at the chance when offeredthe role as my Mistress. I remember that she once tried to kis... me and I pushedher away but that was when we first met. I suppose I was a real bitch to herbecause I knew she fancied me and I did flaunt myself in front of her quite abit. I was only fourteen then and she probably has forgotten all about it bynow. She will be perfect for this job as she looks like the perfect dominatrixanyway, what with her. ”Rachel: “That would be great big sis! Call me later.”Nadia hung up the phone and walked over to the office bar. She poured herself a glass of white wine and then returned to her father’s desk and kicked her high heels off. She started thumbing through some more files and put the Hughes file aside. At ten minutes of four, the secretary buzzed.Secretary: “Miss Keane? Mr. Hughes is here for his meeting.”Nadia: “Thank you Charlotte. Please give me five minutes then get him a drink and show him. Every time she stirred in any way that could be interpreted as resistance, and resisting was what she couldn’t help doing, she was punched or kicked. She barely registered the world around her. Was it day or was it night? Sweetness was screaming in misery and distress. “Joy! Joy!” she gasped as another man’s khaki-coloured buttocks fell on top of her and thrust brutally in and out of her. It was with an extra degree of disgust that she noticed that the soldier’s sexual attentions were not. The water was winning."C'mon," Thakkor growled, his eyes fixed on the palms ahead as if he could rope them with his gaze and tow the ship to salvation. "Dammit. If the wind was directly behind us..."Alicia's eyes lit up and she lifted her staff. "Thakkor, hold on tight."He glanced back over his shoulder. "Hmm? The staff?"A nod answered his question, and Alicia spoke the command word that floated into her memory."Whoa!" Thakkor exclaimed as the wind slammed into him. A great boom sounded from.