Until this day I don't know if Mike helped me out."Test number two: self control." Kate whispered, "20 hits to your torso with the bullwhip. Make one ...ound and you loose the point." Mike cracked the whip. Had the blindfold not been there, Kate would have seen my eyes widen with panic. 20? So far, all he ever did were 10! Kate jumped aside.CRACK!The first hit was on my belly, and I was sure it broke my skin. I managed not to scream, but only barely. Had Kate not suddenly jumped, giving me an. Each man was giving me something different.Harold was my Master, evil, introducing me again and again to new ideasfor more and more mutual pleasure together. I was in love with him; mylittle teenage heart thumped whenever I heard his voice or heard mymother mention his name. Leo was my slave; whilst often dressed in hiswife's clothes I was enjoying luxurious sex with him in his beautifulhouse.I was getting more and more dominant, even sometimes refusing to meethim, torturing him with mock. You see my Mom had blamed him for the break-up of their marriage by playing around in the Philippines. She said he'd had numerous girls when we living out there and got one of them pregnant. And he'd always been busy with his work, so Ild never really developed any sort of relationship with him. I knew he'd got married again about a year ago, but I hadn't been invited to the wedding. All my Mom knew was that she was some "old tart" he'd met at work, and that she had teenage c***dren. So I. I guess I dazed out for a moment there...' "Just be sure it doesn't happen again." He then gave me a vague nod and turned around to continue his lecture. I heaved a quiet sigh and sat back down in my seat. My heart sank when I glanced back out the window to see the empty bench sitting there under the falling cherry blossoms, looking so lonely. The bell rang just as I started to lose myself within my thoughts. I heaved a sigh then stood up and grabbed my books then headed for the door. I forced.