= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * My Master is making me write this story about my latest punishment. He says he will ma...e me read it out loud at the next munch as a warning to all of the other slaves to behave and listen to their Masters.He doesn’t punish me very often, partly because he thinks I like it. He said to tell the absolute truth in this, so I guess I have to admit that if it’s a spanking, I usually do like it. Sometimes when he spanks me, I like it a. It didn’t seem a very friendly smile, but I’m not good at understanding expressions. The doctors say it’s not autism, it’s something from that time Dad knocked me down. It’s nothing I should worry about, according to them, so I don’t. I do know it’s there, however.“So, what you do is punch in sales figures and then run a series of programmes over them to come up with the analysis that management is looking for. Is that right?”“I guess. I do like the job.” I had a niggling worry that if I gave. Shegives me a vicious whack with the leather dog strap across my alreadysmarting bottom and I burst into tears." "My golly he is such a baby," says Annie, the youngest of the twosisters."Please, Aunt Joan, can I squeeze his balls again?" "Go to it, dear," says Joan, and I am subjected to the additionalmisery of having this little girl in pig tails nearly crush mytesticles while the two stewardesses look on in amusement. "Oh Aunt Joan," says her older sister Dottie, "I really have to. Each show was video taped and the willing participents were given a copy the very same night.The year I got divorced, I went to one of Newton's shows with freedom in my heart and a celebrative mood. I was still in College, a few years before going to University. Newton had once again had his wife as his assistant. He called me up and I was hypnotized very quickly. I think this was the start of what was to happen a few years later. I had gone with all of my friends from College.What I.