It was almost a day later when I was finally handed a piece of paper with Rocco’s number on it. Thankfully he accepted the collect call, and I gave ...im an outline of what had happened. He sighed and called me a dumb cunt. And I cried, agreeing with him and saying I had been an idiot, but I had no idea what do to, I had no way to pay my rent in here and I would lose everything.He sighed. “It’s OK Holly, you still got money coming in from the videos. I’ll cover your rent until you get out, or the. “Come, sweetie, we need to talk.” Mistress Julia said.“Why, Mistress? Did I do something wrong?”“No baby; just sit down.”“Yes, ma’am,” sitting down in the living room. Crazy thoughts running through my brain must have been mirrored in my eyes. A bitch slap...KA-POW... knock her on her skinny butt... then take a thin switch to her.... Dangerous thoughts for a submissive to have against her mistress.“Do not look at me like that, little girl. You know better.” she yelled."Yes Mistress. I'm so. Barbara was thirty-two years old and had been married to Simon for eight years. Although she was five feet eight inches tall, she appeared to be much shorter. In part it was her terrible posture — she was chronically hunched over — and in part it was her desire to minimize her apparent height. Simon Anthony was only five feet six. Graduating from Indiana University as a history major, she'd come to New York City to work. Somehow, she was referred by an employment agency to Simon Anthony and he. Mom flinched.“Did that hurt?”“A little.”I touched Mom again, gently this time, circling around the edge of the slight discoloration like I had the day before.“Does it hurt there?”“No. Actually that makes it feel a little better.”I circled my fingertip around and around, slowly.Mom turned off the tap and began washing a wine glass, just as slowly. I widened my circle so I could touch her further inside her leg, until my fingertip brushed against her panty leg at the top of the circle.Feeling the.