.." No... no, don't worry!" he whispered, his hands smoothing down over the fleshy moons of her firmly rounded buttocks, clasping them and drawing her...tighter against his rapidly hardening loins. "It'll be just right... just go ahead and do what you were going to... !"Laura sensed a quiver of growing erotic delight ripple upward over her. She couldn't help but think about it. Was it excitement without dread... ? Maybe just a little bit of repulsion at the way he was so lustfully clutching at. With the second and subsequent lashes, Tink felt a thrill deep within her and her sex became wet. Tink began to fanaticize that her master would lay her across her cot and swing his belt high overhead and bring it onto her flesh producing that awful cracking sound. As the seventh, eighth and ninth applications of the flog struck the hapless sailor, Tink was close to orgasm in excitement and she wished with all her heart that someday her master will take a belt to her and punished her. You know you’re not immune to personal harm. And we haven’t tried that turn aside bullet thing. I doubt that it would repel a laser beam. Nothing in a light beam to repel.’Armis: ‘I know, ‘ Armis sent back. ‘I don’t see how we can deal with that. We’ll just try to be careful without pulling a Bert.’I: ‘Pulling a Bert?’A: ‘Uh ... Pulling a Bert is like cutting a hole in the floor for a circular staircase while sitting on the area you’re cutting out. Or jumping off the roof with just an umbrella.. You better think carefully. I will give you onechance to choose the right words and I will correct you once only. Afterthat I will punish you and you will be really sorry. Well, I'm waiting andmy patience is running out!" She went pale and clearly found talking about intimate subjects with aman difficult, particularly with a man who an hour after he had entered herhouse had her kneeling submissively in front of him with her thighs spread. "I was a virgin" she whispered, "my husband never fucked.