He started making notations along the margins in red and forcibly underlining passages that particularly irked him for their inaccuracies. He closed ...he book and put away his favorite fountain pen, his last birthday gift from Catherine. Eliza pulled the cornbread out of the oven, put in the pie and started cutting up the chicken. Dipping each piece into the seasoned flour, she put them into the hot oil and soon the comforting smell of frying chicken filled the house, replacing whatever. I crumble down onto my knees. Henri looks down upon me with satisfaction. How could I let this happen? To see my Master in this harsh light tears my heart apart. How could I give myself over to Satan, when I had given myself to my Master heart and soul? My head is dragged sharply back as Henri twists his hand in my ponytail. He hisses into my ear. ‘You have no choice bitch!’ He throws me brutally down onto the stone floor. ‘The time has come, oh followers of black Satan, for us to feast upon. Her gloved hands clenchedand unclenched beneath the cuffs that held them bound to her waist. That beautifullong brown hair of hers was wrapped up into a tight bun and was as soaked asif she had just come out of the shower. She looked ready. Every precautionthat she could have taken had been and yet I had this feeling that somethingwas wrong. 'Good Luck', I said, as it was the only thing that I could think to say. 'Honey, I don't need luck today', she yelled with a smile, 'I've got youcovering. I didn't think so. He slowed me down. Spanked me some more for trying to fuck him and every time I tried to bounce and extra time or two I got punished again. But what he didn't know was he was going to get punished tonight also.I had a surprise waiting for him in the hotel room. She had been waiting for us all evening. Little did he know we were being watched the whole time. It turned me on more then you will ever know to know that she was watching me get ass ****d by my big daddy, the thing.