"AAAUW!"Amy "don't lie to me, don't let me do this again... say it!", and releases my ear.Me "I-I've got a hard-on, I'm sorry"Amy "How dare you! An ad...lt man that gets a hard-on in front of a teenage girl geez!.." Although she is the one teasing me, I do feel ashamed of myself.Me "I'm sorry Amy". She sits down on the edge of the bed, lifts up her feet and lays them on my lap, her elbows behind her back supporting her.Amy "Now this is so funny, I can bully you and everything, and you can't stop. He spanked that same spot over and over, the pain was jolting through her petite 5'1" frame. Each time his hand landed on her she screamed out, at times she couldn't inhale in time to cry out. That spot was now dark blue. He shifted focus and started spanking under her feet, in the centre of her instep. In the way he had her folded he could see the anguish on her face. Tears rolling like waterfalls from her hazel eyes, mucus running from her nostrils like rivers, it was as if she ran out of. ."I half turned. "Master?" Come back." I did so. "Now walk to the door again." I did this three times before he said, "You have a beautiful walk. I love the way your hips sway..." He waved me off -- and my hips swayed MORE because I was smiling and I wanted him to enjoy it. Stupid, eh? After what he'd just done to me? But he said it and I knew he was telling the truth and it was complimentary -- and he didn't hand out compliments...As I wiped my chin, neck, and chest in the bathroom, I realized. I work in an IT company, thanks to which I got to travel to London on the client site. It was a short visit, just a week, and was probably to keep me happy since I hadn’t traveled for a while. I did all the touristy stuff and didn’t have an opportunity to meet many people or make new friends. Just some folks in the company, and I was on my way back.British Airways is the English version of Air India. Their air hostesses are old and grumpy; their stewards are bald and have bellies. No eye candy.