My eyes opened wide on seeing this; this thing could maim if used carelessly. Had it been anyone else wielding the whip, but Brett or Olga I would pro...ably have cut Lynette out of her bindings right then and there. I might have succeeded too.Brett took up the whip while Olga, watching me through her large, exotic eyes, said:"One hundred lashes," she paused briefly for unneeded effect, "on her back, and thighs." Are you crazy?" I interrupted, "there is no way she can take that!" Yes she can,". Finally, he liked the fact that she got along with his parents. To him, that was important. Cat and his mother never really connected. He didn't understand why, but it was a fact. On the other hand, his mother had him and Raven all but married and was planning how to decorate the nursery.He didn't think that what he felt was love, but it was deep affection and friendship. He looked down at her imagining how she would feel having sex in the sex room in front of an audience, even if that audience. " She writhed on the chair, her hands clasped so tightly that her knuckles were white. She started to reach between her legs, but got up suddenly and dashed for the door."WAIT!" I yelled. Her hand was on the doorknob, the door half open. "I'm sorry Sara, I don't know what came over me, but Nikki gave me something I really needed badly. It's been so long that Cassie's been sick, and she held me and it turned into something more." I wanted to get out of the bed, but my clothes were on the floor. I really tried not to do anything that would cause her to bleed," I said sadly.Anna had stood to dry off, so Nicky left her for a moment to check my face. She touched her fingers to my left cheek."Hmmm ... two small scratches, about an inch long. Barely broke the surface," she diagnosed. "Let me get some ointment. And by-the-way, you have straw in your hair and you smell like smoke and sweat," she added.I looked at the shower and then the casts on my hands."Damn casts!" I said out loud.Anna.