I cannot move, but my body isshuddering violently. My heart is pounding. Boyd touches the fork to my armpit a second time, and the sameterrible nightm...re of agony bursts all the way through my body, ripping another scream from my throat.?Do you like that, Bitch??I can?t speak. Drool is spilling from my mouth. Stars are drifting in front of my eyes. I am fighting forbreath. I am not aware of having moved, but I am swinging violently by my wrists, the rope creaking on therafter overhead. Sweat. I have to be that much better than the next guy or else I don’t get into the grad school I want. You should understand that.”Admittedly, she did. She remembered back to her undergrad days, when she fought tooth and nail to be the best psych major there was, so she could have this assistanship. “I do understand, Chris. I remember worrying about it as much as you are now. But there isn’t ANYTHING you can do to relax?”“Hell, I can’t even masturbate to relax anymore!” Chris blurted out. Almost. I've been told how one of your filthy habits is a delight in sniffing panties. As I did not have the opportunity to cane you, I think you should have twelve strokes of the cane before I allow you to indulge in sampling the panties you are responsible for soiling." She stood before him with cane in hand; Rex cowered before her with cock stiffly erect once more."You'll bow and kiss my feet and then beg to receive twelve strokes; I will then allow you to lick my panties clean." Rex swallowed hard. You did a very wise thing taking his advice,” Terry said. She had learned more the past few weeks than she had in three years of college. This wasn’t book learning, this was real life experience.“He’s very happy to make me more ambitious than I am,” Dan said with a grin.Not believing Dan for a minute, Terry laughed at his comment. He was always saying things like that.She said, “I wouldn’t say that. He’s just doing the best that he can to help you grow your business to its full.