He repeated it with the hoops in mylower regions. Then He added a 3 pound weight to it. Itfelt like my nipples would be ripped off. My poor clittoo. M... Master bent down and said in my ear, “Itbehooves you not to move, as something might be rippedoff.” Then He beat me. No mercy, no counting, justrage. Cold fury. Then He stopped. Then He left theroom.An hour later, He returned. He added two more pounds tothe weights, causing a fresh batch of pain. I heard adog barking. My Master. Mick wanted to help himself, food was not in the equation.As he helped himself to the food, which he had to admit was actually quite nice, he could not but help to notice her fingers. The chopsticks seemed to emphasise the slenderness of her digits. Deftly, they manipulated the two equally slender sticks. It made him rather embarrassed to be sat there with knife and fork.During the meal he managed to keep up the inane conversation. Trying to avoid politics, sport, work and any other social hand. "The fingers left my thigh and I felt relief as I stepped down to feel the floor firmly under my feet. Moving the ladder to the other side of the window I carefully moved up three steps and took the other end of the curtain rod from Julie's hand. Once again, I was greeted with her smile and the sight of her partly open bodice with the twin mounds it hid.Again, I reached up and felt both the legs of my shorts ridding higher and the wobble of the ladder. Just as before, I felt cool fingers. ."She never finished her sentence, much to Kelly's disappointment. She wondered what her mother would assign as her sin."You folks having trouble?" came a voice from the main road.Karol looked and recognized Jim, the man who had paid her the visit while the others were fishing. He had evidently heard their bickering. She hoped he hadn't heard much. She yelled up and said no, that they had just started to take a bath and had to change their plans."Yeah," piped up Lilly, "because I saw..."Karol.