She rode me to it and dismounted.She sat, I was still on hands and knees, she instructed, in a low voice, “Prostrate yourself before your Mistress.�...�Evidentially I didn’t move rapidly enough, she leaned forward and struck again with the crop, across my back screaming, “Down, get down.”Flat on the floor, I lay with tears in my eyes.“Look at me Terry,” she ordered.I raised my eyes, she was smiling at me, she said, “You are under my thrall, which will be your name when you are with me here, you. " Look stop saying sorry, just forget him for now, forget the car and let's enjoy the evening. You can stay here tonight; it's still a blizzard out there." That seems a bit of a nerve, I smash your wall down, eat your pizza and then you offer to put me up! You are too kind. Talking of the wall, let me give you my card while I remember and you can get your dad to ring me. I'm sure the insurance will deal with it but I want to apologise to him properly. And if it's not covered by insurance I'll. The thought of doing so hadn’t fazed Karen Taylor in the slightest.And So devised by Mistress, the ‘ Nobadge’ account was born. The name of which even now, still amused Karen, who constantly wondered if anyone had yet worked out that Nobadge was actually an anagram. With skilful, if illegal accountancy, certain wealthier clients cash was gradually siphoned into the ghost account ‘Nobadge’. Gradually filling the joint coffers of both Mistress and Slave, until eventually Karen was instructed by. “Sorry, I’m so sorry, Tracy,” I said walking to her. I took Andy from her and started to softly sing... Come with me ... and you’ll beIn a world of pure imaginationTake a look and you’ll seeInto your imaginationWe’ll begin with a spinTraveling in the worldOf my creationWhat we’ll seeWill defy ... explanationIf you want to view paradiseSimply look around and view itAnything you want to, do itWanna change the world?There’s nothing to it{br}He had gone from crying to listening to cooing.“He’s.