M: And then what would you do to me to make it up to me?F: Because I have been so bad to you--that I have broken your ribs--I have to do anything you ...ish to make it up to you... Master, I obey your every word! Just tell me what you want me to do to for the evil deed I have done...M: Oh really?Then you _have_ followed my directions. You await me, kneeling on the bed, your lovely ass poking up in invitation as your back slopes your head to the pillow. You wear nothing but the softest, silkiest,. She looked at him with a little smile of devotion adorning her face."You know already this is your natural position," he said, petting her head, "and I told you this is how I want you to greet me when I get home." I’m sorry, sir, I didn't hear the..." She was not able finish her sentence as he put his index over her lips to silence her. His eyes looked deep into hers and she started to feel horny."Remind me how long it is been since I put you on denial, little whore?" he asked and leaned her. They were greeted by reception staff and taken through to a large meeting room. Shortly after that 2 men in their early 30s and a woman of a similar age entered the room. They introduced themselves as Mike , David and Rosy and shook hands with Sally and Mr Stapleton.Sally reflected that they were all attractive people - Rosy was a petite pretty blonde ;Mike was tall with sandy coloured hair and David was more Mediterranean and very broad. Sally was impressed as they gave a visual presentation. I imagine it will involve another beating. But, somehow, I long to see her again; to hear her soft, insistent voice. One of the escorts comes to take me from my cell. He tells me to face the wall and draws a broad belt around my waist. He buckles it tightly. He takes my wrists and cuffs them behind my back. He slips the hasp of a padlock through the staple on the buckle and clicks it shut."Turn around, Fifty," he says flatly.I see he's holding a leather dog's leash. He clips it to my nose ring..