I want to see."She slaps him hard leaving a red outline of her hand. "Damn it slut. Whatdid I say about talking?" she yells."I'm sorry." He whimpers a... her voice rises."You stupid slut. Did I say you could apologize? And how dare you speakto me and not address me as mistress. You know better than that slut. Are wegoing to have to completely retrain you? Now apologize appropriately." shedemands."I'm sorry mistress, please forgive me. I won't...." he is cut offby the gag being placed in his mouth. Rubbing his soft legs together he writhed in his own sexuality. His penis was solid and poked out of his baby doll uncharacteristically, a sight that caused him to laugh in a very girlish way. Then he remembered the little gift that Ivan had given him and told him to open when he had got ready for bed. Eagerly he un-wrapped it and opened the small black case. Inside the case was a gold ankle bracelet with nine small trinkets hanging from it. Each trinket had a letter engraved on it and as he. " You mean the lumberjack?" she spat, holding on to the first person mentioned. "I knew she'd be bad for you. You want to be a country bumpkin like that boyfriend of mother's or a fucking farmer like my stupid grandfather?" What if I do?" I didn't raise you for that." You raised me to fuck old women. You did well, except this," I pointed to my tracks again, "has got me down to one. And the mistress of course who still loves me for some reason and accepts me for who I am. Even she's excited. We didn’t have all that much time to work. We didn’t have decent light until eight or eight-thirty. With the canvas awning over us and on both ends, the daylight was even more limited. We had to quit by four. At least we were getting four or five minutes more daylight every day, so by the next weekend, there would be half an hour more light.Doc called me aside and calmed me down when I was about to panic and declare the whole project a loss.“Remember, Tony, we’re only working weekends and short.