"I'm sorry, Princess Loretta." Be careful, Sir Samuel. You have nine minutes to find the key."Bending over again, careful to keep my fingers interlock...d, I found the chain and traced it to the end, leaving a stream of saliva from my tongue. It was then that I made a discovery; the pearl was detachable. At least, this proved to my satisfaction that the pearl was the key."You have eight minutes," she mumbled, like there was something in her mouth. Was this a clue that she was hiding the pearl. An approving moan eggs me on. When the whip has touched every part of her I pull back an flog her ass for the first time. It’s not very hard but I guess from the shock, Sam strains against her bonds and arches her back a little. The second whack elicits a smaller response, “she’s getting used to it,” I think. I flog her ass a few time and then move a little up to her lower back. Sam moans with every hit. When I think she’s enjoying herself a little too much, I let her have it. A firm strike. My left breastis now adorned with this two inch hoop. ?Very pretty, Mrs. Donohue. Don't you love it? Here, let me remove that gagso we can talk. But remember, no screaming or you'll be sorry.? I breathe deeply through my mouth, relieved that the gag is taken out. ?Don't you love it, Mrs. Donohue?? he asks again. What does he expect me to say that I love it. He disfigures my body, and hewants me to respond! ?When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer, Mrs. Donohue,? he spitsout as he. I didn't know any of this three months ago, when I met Erin at MidTown Auto Repair. I first saw her when I took my car into be repaired. She smiled at me, wearing skin tight jeans and a snug t-shirt that didn't hide her push-up style bra and those seriously big twins of fun. I saw she didn't wear a wedding ring and asked her out before she gave the mechanic the key and offered to arrange for me to get a ride to work. She smiled when I suggested we get dinner, put her finger to her lips and.