The sixth principle is oddly called the Stockholm Syndrome. You will develop a vast self-contempt, and come to feel that you richly deserve all I have...done or may do to you. You will come to respect and love me although you still fear me; that is, you will worship me, which is the combination of love and fear. Hard to believe, isn't it? I just arrange that your worst pain, your greatest fear, and your deepest shame consistently occur when I am absent. Your relief at my appearance and terror at. If her body wasn't arched in the other direction, I just knew she'd raise her hips to meet Jillian's stinging hand. After ten slaps, she rose and strolled back to my mom's head, pulling her hair up and spitting squarely in her face. Mom shivered when she did. Moments later, Jillian dragged a chair in front of mother and sat before kicking off her sandals. "Be a good neighbor and suck my tired toes. After all I had to run all the way back to my house to get those awful clamps you wanted so. Then I want you to get down on your hands and knees and be quick with it. Time is wasting."I weakly said, "Yes Sir."When I got down on my hands and knees on the stone floor Steven said, "There's a large puddle of cum in front of you. Put your face down on the floor and lick it up. Clean up the mess. Understand?"I heard myself say, "Yes Sir." I could open my eyes a little and had my face on the floor as ordered then I started licking the small puddle of cum on the floor that I could see through. They hatched a plan with Bob to go with him to her house the next afternoon. "The beauty of it is Sue has no dad, she lives with her mom and her mom works from three o'clock in the afternoon until midnight," Bob said. "We won't be interrupted for hours."All of them told Bob what a great friend he was, and as they watched Sue during the next day in her classes, and then for the short time while she practiced cheerleading, all of them were eager for the time they would go with Bob to her house..