I knew that to do so would be very costly. A booted foot was thrust under my nose."Show me how a slave greets a Mistress."I raised my head just enough...to kiss the toe of one boot and then the other. I kept kissing until told to stop a few minutes later."Stand up and spread your legs and raise and spread your arms. Get your legs wider slut. You can do better than that."I was encouraged by a hit on the inside of each thigh with a horsewhip. I stretched to the limits my body could take and already. Uhhm ... next week ... Monday," she answered haltingly.Whatever air remained in Gus left at that moment. There would be no time for them to prepare. Saturday and maybe part of Sunday would be the last for a while."This is hard, isn't it," she stated, recognizing how much it had affected Gus."Yeah ... it is. I hadn't even thought about us being apart for any length of time." We can get together on weekends now and then," she said with a note of hope. "I can come over here, or you can come to. There was something familiar about her. As I dug in my purse she looked up at me with dark, bloodshot eyes, and my cock jumped in recognition."I know you," I told her, searching my memory. "There was a fire. Who are you?"She twisted away and started to run but her clumsy wooden clogs skidded on the mossy bricks, and she went down. I pulled her to her feet, feeling how little she weighed and how thin her arm was, and led her to the nearest tavern, plunked her down on the inside of a bench and. Jim backed up suddenly as the woman tried to apply the stick to his lips."Mistress?!" Jim mumbled, as he tried to shy away."Bad puppy! Hold still! I order you to hold still!" Holding his helpless head steady, she coated his lips with the stick.Jim's lips tingled from the stick and his head felt briefly dizzy. "Uh... What is this?" Hush puppy! It's just something to help you relax. Now don't speak again until I give you permission. That's an order!" Caroli corked the stick and then returned to.