"Tonight with your 18th birthday, I have gotten permission from yourmother and father to ask for your hand in mar....!"At that point, I do not remembe... anything else he said, as I backed out.When I came to, I was in what I assumed was my bedroom, as it was theroom I had been in at the start of the adventure. I could see sun lightdrifting into the room by the large windows in my room, and I could feela cool compress on my forehead.Just as I opened my eyes I heard the voice of my mother say, "You. I put the slide in one of his pants pockets, picked up the magazine, and put it in a different one, all in a smooth, flowing motion. Continuing the momentum, I moved past dickhead to get out a pair of his cuffs. I used his side to spin him around for me to face his back as I pulled one behind him. I reached to pull his other arm back, with the remainder of his gun still in his hand, to put the cuffs on him. A tap of my foot on his legs put him on his knees, with arms cuffed behind him. I put my. Both boys deserted her as soon as they got what they wanted and this hastened Mom acquiring the reputation of slut. At last realizing her mistake she rejected several more offers for "dates" but by then the damage was done. Everyone in school regarded her as nothing more than a cheap whore. Between her own withdrawal and being ostracized by the other students, she became a virtual outcast -- no friends and the only interest shown in her was by boys who simply wanted in her pants.When she missed. I showed it to her and watched her tremble with terrible anticipation. I had only given it to her twice before and she probably retained those ordeals in her memory bank. Of course, I first asked her ritualistically if she was at peace with her punishment. I would never force her training on her because that would defeat the purpose of self-imposed behavior modification. The beautiful girl had tears in her eyes but she cried out loud and clear, “Yes, master, please give me the cane. I am so.