I kept getting bits and pieces.After about half an hour, I noticed the room was a bit noisier than usual. I brought myself out of my daze and realized...that while only Mr. Benson was talking, I was “hearing” several conversations all at once. In fact, I heard two voices from Mr. Benson. I realized I had turned on another part of this ... power. I got really excited about this new discovery.I started to listen in on the others around me. Most of them were basically following what Mr. Benson was. Otherwise whipping."After he had left she sat on the divan and wept. She had been bought for a brothel when she had thought the Colonel was to be her Master. Well he was, but she was just a prostitute and would have to live there at the beck and call of anyone who had the price of an hour of her time. Half an hour later the Colonel entered the room again and thrust his fingers into her cunt.Withdrawing them he saw his jism on them and said, "You not clean. I tell you get clean quick every time. Now he owed her information that wasn’t fluff or he’d risk offending her.“Okay, I was engaged once and she broke it off because I was, in her words, 'a freak and a sick fuck'. My friends in high school thought I was gay because I preferred musical theater over sports. And I’m not a big fan of sharing my feelings with people either,” he said.“Are you gay?” she blurted out. “I’m sorry, that was a rude question.” Her face felt hot and she wished she could slide under the table.“No, although I did. ’ Seth gripped the phone tighter as he tried to calm his throbbing body. She got to him in ways no one ever had. Maybe that should have scared him but it didn’t. Instead, he embraced it and offered her more of himself. He knew the time he’d been dependent in the hospital made him reevaluate his life. That Gabriela stuck with him throughout it proved she had an inner strength beyond that what she realized. He listened while she teased him about what she might or might not be wearing when they.