It both excites and scares me at the same time. These quiet seconds give me time to think; I now knew, I knew what was going on. This was my fantasy, ...asn’t it? I knew for sure you wouldn’t understand, but I had told you anyway. The night we were telling each other our darkest desires. I had told you this. I wanted to be overpowered, to be captive, humiliated and used however you wished. It shocked you, you said you couldn’t, you didn’t understand and I was your princess to protect, you could. How can one know if someone is there or watching TV in another room when one's ears are covered? Knowing for the most part that I was alone, repeating my correctional phrase most vigorously to an empty room made me feel very silly indeed. Of course several times during the session I felt a crop or something encouraging me with the ever-present reality of a possible continuance of punishment should I slacken again. The next day my back was black and blue from my shoulders to the backs of my. I could still hear the saw. I had no idea where it came from, though I knew that it was close. The saw stopped with a sudden, final roar, and I heard a branch hit the ground nearby. I went out to the laundry porch, and I could see a man in the tree in the back yard next door. He was tied to the tree with some kind of rope harness. I’m sort of an exhibitionist, have always been one, I don’t know why. It just gives me a thrill to let men see my tits and sometimes my naked body. I keep. I told her that I would go with her so she could still communicate. We thought we'd also use the time for her to teach me more about the company. Is that alright with you?"I thought for a moment, but I knew that her therapy was important and I couldn't see that I would need them. I just hated not having them near me."Grace will still be with you," Vickie added. "And we'll only be a thought away." Then I should be fine. You two just be careful and don't cause too much havoc with my company," I.