And i’m tired of fighting it’ he interrupted, as his hand moved to the side of her head, his thumb stroking her temple as if he were trying to soo...he her. She placed her palm on the front of his t-shirt. His muscles turned hard and everything in him seemed to still, except for his heart, which beat as fast as hers. She tried and she tried again to resist but she knew that moment as soon as she stepped into the house that it would happen. She moved into his chest and almost instantly she. I assumed a kneeling position at the feet of my mistress; she took the cane from my mouth."I hope you have admitted your guilt as to why you are here, and are beginning to recognise your place amongst women. Your 'supper' will help remind you, though I know you have learned to relish discipline which is well deserved. The ladies have said they are pleased with your progress on your first day with me. What happens over the next thirteen days will decide your fate." I thought back about the long. "Hmm... a penis," Cynthia said dryly. "Just what I needed. Did you miss the memo that girls prefer perfume, diamonds, and designer handbags?" Adam smiled, he knew she was joking. Or at least, Cynthia wasn’t really into those kinds of things."This is not just any penis. This once belonged to the ancient cult of Aphrodite, the Greek Goddess of Love," Adam said."You’ve got to be kidding! Well, who knows where that thing might have been," Cynthia said wryly.Adam smiled. "A lot can happen indeed in. "The captive raised his head and spat at Brian. "The only thing I will tell you is that this is not over."I was standing beside the captive and my fist traveled about a foot before crashing into the side of his face."Oh no," I purred. "You will tell us what you know. Or I will make certain that you spend the rest of eternity in agonies that you cannot even imagine."Brian didn't say a word. He didn't have to.I had the prisoner's full attention now. "What can you, a mortal, do to me?"I patted his.