If her ass is not bright red when you finish, the Chief has orders to redden yours. That is all girls; you have your orders, go carry them out." He di...missed us, and then added, "Would one of you brings me a cup of coffee, and I take it black no sugar, please?"I brought the Commander the lidded mug I found in the galley of the aircraft. It bore the silver oak leaf of a USN naval commander. He smiled when he saw the mug, said, "Good Girl "2", and waived me away.I returned to my seat. The Chief. He stopped the pendulum and she opened her eyes, glazed and unseeing. Staring down at the delirious girl, he wondered if she knew what was going to happen to her. In three days, he would have his 5 million dollars or he would have that bitch in his bed under his control. Either way, he couldn't lose.He didn't even notice he was using the same words he had used earlier with Harold.The next two days were pure torture for Alex. Alvin would get her up, feed her and walk her through her day. She was. But okay, I guess I get it. Um, if you’re a dominant, is that, like, a professional thing?”“No,” he laughed, “I’m not a professional. I have different priorities from someone who’s that hard core. Being a dominant isn’t my whole life; it’s only part of who I am, mostly just the sexual part.”Melissa looked at him doubtfully, “Not the business side too?”Erik laughed again. “It’s true that I’m pretty head-strong on the business side. But a lot of what I do in business is really about the other. The vines on my legs slowly crept up to my thighs, cutting off some circulation so I couldn’t flex properly. I truly was helpless.A cry of pain escaped me. The room reverberated with the crack of something against my flesh. After another blow, I whined and heard Ferah tell me softly, “Oh, you DO make such good sounds. Now, keep that up.” My back was struck by something hard again and again. My flesh rippling from the force. The tension in my head making my mind grow more fuzzy.Then, the blows.