I have been very bad lately." And why is that?" I don't know. I want to please Eve, and I feel bad when I disappoint her. But somehow, I just can't mo...ivate myself to do what she asks of me sometimes." Now, my tears returned."Have you ever been a good slave?" Yes. In the beginning I obeyed without question." And did you ever do anything to disappoint your Mistress during this time?" Yes. I once broke a glass." And how did she respond." She punished me." Was the punishment severe enough?" I .... She had door number 516, which meant fifth floor, sixteenth apartment. Considering there was no elevator available it would be quite the climb... No wonder she looked fit, she didn’t seem to have a gram of fat on her body and climbing these stairs multiple times a day would be a good explanation for that. This was also another reason why I was glad I bought my house. My old apartment was on the second floor and though two flights of stairs wasn’t too much of a hassle, I still found it annoying. "Hameez, you are a spoilsport; I was just beginning to enjoy myself."Hameez bowed deeply and said, "My apologies, mistress."Pausing to gather his courage together he suddenly plunged on, "Only three of the retinue were in the departure lounge when the helicopter returned. I tried to find the other three, but all I could find out was that they had asked for asylum, and they were being held in a secure location. My most abject apologies for my stupidity and for letting them out of my sight." Who. Pulling her head back so I could look directly into her tear streaked, chewing face while towering over her kneeling form.WHOOSH! CRACK!“ aaaaaarrrrrgggggeeeeeaaaaggggeeee!! ”Mom would have collapsed to the floor of it weren't for the firm grip I had in her hair. As it was mom shook her head wildly about, her body twisted and bucked delightfully. And the best of all she tried her level best to get her secured hands from between her shoulder blades to her left nipple that had just been kissed..