Jason looked even more gorgeous than last night. Now he was dressed in white. White T-shirt, chinos and loafers. His dark skin looked even more tanned... Jason wasn't alone. Trailing behind him was stocky man also Mediterranean in appearance. I'd put his age down as little older than me, say in his late forties. He had short dark hair and a Mexican bandit style moustache. He was a little shorter than Jason was but broader and if he lost a few pounds might even have been good looking. Jason. .’ she paused, wrinkling her nose’. . . which you definitely should use.’ She turned away, walked over to the brick fireplace, and began tending to the smoldering embers. The bathroom had obviously been remodeled recently. All the fixtures, including a large glass shower stall, looked new. The dŽcor and cleanliness of the room said ‘girls only’ which got me to wondering about this mysterious roommate. I started the water to let it warm up, then stripped out of my muddy — and smelly — clothes. I. I, Casey Ann Rogers, am a sinner and hereby repent with all my heart and beg the Lord for forgiveness.?Casey was silent for a moment. Then she spoke softly.?I, Casey Ann Rogers, am not a sinner and hereby declare that I love sodomy and so does the pastor.?The pastor got up and left.The next time Casey heard his voice was when he opened the slot to her box, letting in the dim glow of the light. He said in a firm voice, ?today is day one hundred of your penance. Do you wish to repent now???I love. 'I am the slave.'"The crop flicked down, leaving a line of fire on his left buttock. "I am the slave," he gasped in pain."Good. Now, if you are the slave, who am I?"The crop hit his ass again, burning. "The Mistress," he managed through clenched teeth.The pain descended again. "Good. Now beg me to stop, slave!"Again the crop. The pain was just on the edge of brutal, but Brian found his penis hardening. "Please Mistress, stop!" No! I must punish you! You deserve to be punished, don't.