I don't believe she had anorgasm but my thinking was that she could always take care of her needswhile I was out for lunch at one of the excellent res...aurants Ifrequented.I picked up the letter on Monday morning and opened it in the car. Therewas a formal looking invitation for two to one of C.C.'s events, anannual costume party. I was thrilled until I read the fine print at thebottom and learned that everyone had to dress and the theme was Mastersand Slaves. A discretely added final line. . Dekhne me thik thaak… jaise ki rang he goraa..Lekin figure uskee mast the.. Joo mujhee bahut pasand ayaa thaa.. Isiliyee jaake uskee samnee bethaa tha me.. Fir hum logo ki journey suru hui thi. Uskoo saaf pata lag rahaa the ki me uspe line de rahi hu.. Kuch der baad mene use isiraa karke ph no mangne ki himaat kiyaa.. Usne kuch nahi bola.. Fir ek boar bolne ke bad woo boli utarnaa he ushe.. Tab mai bhi waha utaar gaya. Fir uske sath bat karne laga.. Tab woo bola ki bus me sab log dekh rahe. ”“How?” exclaimed the young man.“We haven’t a clue, though we did receive a message from whoever did this telling us that we would find you and that Beth was needed to save your baby.”“Baby? We’re on our honeymoon.”Beth stuck her head out the door, and said, “Grant. We need to get her back to the compound immediately. Can you get someone to fix a litter or a travois?”“Is Missy going to be alright?” asked a concerned Larry.“I’m going to do my best to make sure both she and the baby have a long. Their Mom brought out the belt. Sherri received 10 hard whacks of the belt. And then Sandy had her 10. The redness on Sherri’s bottom had just started to fade, along with her tears, when it was her turn from another 10. Back and forth, until each girl had 30 whacks with the belt. The girls were sent from the room without their underwear and came back several minutes later carrying two switches each. They finished removing their dresses, neither was wearing bras. Sandy kneeled on the bed,.