After the third, I was screaming in pain. The next two were lower still and I thought the pain couldn’t get any worse, but the sixth went diagonally...across the other five and as I was told to stand I was dancing round clutching my burning bottom and I could feel the raised welts.I was told to get dressed and as I bent over to put my tights on my skin tightened across my bottom and the pain increased. As I eventually got my tights over my very sore and swollen bottom, I saw Mr Hoskins finish. She added one more coat of red lipstick, and decided at the last minute to put on a small vintage black hat with a veil, hoping it would provide a little bit of anonymity in the already dim lighting. There was only one thing left to do. “Ladies, it’s so nice to see all of you. As most of you know, I am your Madam for the evening. I will be helping you find couples for the night, couples that need you to bring a sexual energy back into their lives. For some, this is an easy task. For others, you. I already knew what the suite looked like, having “visited” it mentally several times while doing my recon. I was surprised that it wasn’t being used as our local HQ since it was twice the size of the next biggest suite.I continued to watch everything around me as the bellhop guided us to the elevator and to the 44th floor. I had been surprised to find General Conklin here, very busy setting up a headquarters in the suite right across from mine. He was getting situation reports from the other. You melted in an instant.Your hands ruffled through his hair as his passionate kiss took your breath away. Lips parted as tongues sought their mate in hungry desire as the church descended into quietness.“Missed me?” You murmured between his kisses, adoring the attention. His hands traced your curves through your electric blue dress, a touch to ignite the fire deep within. His growl told you what he craved. The passion of his kiss and the way his hands felt you fuelled a hunger that you knew.