..” Each of the eighteen rooms on the upper level had individual controls for controlling the transparency of the ceiling, and the extreme setting O...na had chosen for the bathroom now had made the ceiling absolutely disappear. It was still there of course. Their beautiful home was delightfully warm. But the ceiling was completely invisible.There were twenty ceiling controls in all, all on the upper level, one for each of the eighteen upper rooms, one for the corridor loop between the twelve. "You had your own problems and you had to find a way out of them. I was mad at you for a while. Then I was sad for a while longer. But mostly, I just missed you."I don't think Suzette wanted to hear some of what I told her. But it needed to be said. I'm glad I told her because it would be almost seven years before I'd see her again.Our last night, as we lay beside each other in bed, Suzette put her head on my shoulder."Please let me feel loved again," she asked. "For just tonight, I want it to. Not long after I felt the stingof the buggy whip on my breasts. They were so sore from the weight of the locksand you were not gentle at all. You hit the locks many times as you whippedthe wax off my breasts. My pussy was not to go unscathed for soon you werewhipping there also. I thought I was going to pass out from the intensity asstroke after stroke landed on my sore nipples and pussy lips. But I did notand soon you were finished. I felt your body on the bed. You were sitting beside me. You. I had already hated the collar in which MISTRESS C sometimes locked me up until to the next session, but this collar is much heavier, forcing me to keep my head tilted upward and is more than uncomfortable. The heavy weight is partly due to batteries for the built-in electric cattle prod operating via radio transmitter and receiver. These features make it a hundred times worse than the old collar since at random intervals I receive electric shocks of differing intensity. This hated collar is my.