Liz couldn't help but cry out. The Punishment Officer kept caning Liz's bare bottom until she had delivered the first eight cane strokes.For those eig...t strokes, Liz had been unable to take a stroke without crying out. She heard the swish, and the thwack of each stroke. Each time the cane had bitten into her bottom her body jerked but the straps held her securely in place. She had been unable to move her arms which were held firmly by the straps, tried to kick her legs but again straps held her. I was homealone, Cindy was out shopping, and I had just readanother story about this guy doing himself, and afterreading his experience, I when right into the bed roomstripped off my pants and got on the waterbed. That wasthe difference. A water bed allows one to sink into it.That was just enough to let me do it. I can’t explain the feeling of doing oneself.Cindy, even when she was giving me head, didn’t reallydo it like I would really want, (well except once, avery. .. “unexpected” seemed to mild a word. The available ram and CPU cycles greatly exceeded his hardware’s capacity, and they continued to increase.Peripherals came online. Instead of the usual audio and video sensors, there were over a dozen neatly addressed sensor clusters. Focusing on one, caused it to open. Alfred peered through the video pickups of an entirely different home. What about ... the home’s audio streamed through his consciousness, a family of four sat to breakfast. The mother and. Here was her boss, and she had been caught slacking off on the job! She could be fired for this, so she had to show contrition."Relax, Miss Brock. I won't fire you for taking a break to read a book, at least not this time. Normally, we only give breaks to full-time staff, but I will let you off with a warning this once."However, I do want you to visit me at the Mansion tonight. I find few people who have an interest in philosophy, especially something so advanced as Existentialism," he made it.