We are bad girls who do not know..." We will endeavor to teach you. I will have you taken direct from this office to the punishment room. You may stay...there several days. A night standing in the stocks is most helpful." Of course, sir. Thank you." Er... this matter of millions... you mentioned?" The Planet Corporation, on Mr. Assef Aslam, sir." Well, well! Aslam is an honored name. What is your relationship?" I am his slave, sir." Interesting! And on your return...?" He would have me whipped,. Thomas was the better of the three; even ashe rested, with his cock in my tight hole. My mind now remembering,the fullness, the shared joy. I now raised my hips above the bedsurface, and pushed the pillows beneath my bottom. My fingers enteredmy canal, and I was smiling at the memory of him and his lovemaking. Iwould need more of that type of loving. Now, only a toy could do thatto me.Sometime later that long night, I was dreaming, the scent of arousalwas so near; I felt my nose rubbing her. I told them I had already chartered a plane for the next day. We sat around discussing the details. Marie was quick to add that a shopping trip on Rodeo Drive would be in order.Mike, Michael and I left the girls to plot and plan. We headed for the study. I told Mike to call his mother and let her know we were going to LA for the week. Michael told me he had shoots scheduled for the following Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday.Tamara stuck her head in and said they were going shopping. She reminded. She stared at it for a few minutes before actually writing anything. Guilt ridden, she wrote these words: I am a slave to the pain and taste, feel and touch of sex. I breathe humiliation being thrust upon me like a child being chastised. Will the Lord ever forgive me for this habitual transgression – this lust of the flesh? I feel as though I can’t shake it. Every time I think I want to let it go, I give in and give up and let the pain, not the dominant, act as my master. Will this internal.