’ ‘What did you call me?’ ‘Master,’ she quickly corrected. ‘Feels so good, Master.’ He couldn’t see her face because she was facing aw...y and face down, but she was lit up like Shea Stadium for a night game. He gave her a playful swat on her rear and ordered her to turn over and put her hands up over her head. Before she knew what was happening each of her wrists was attached to separate restraints which Alan then tied to the headboard with a length of cord. ‘Hmmm. This is new, Master. I think. Now,please, do me a favor, and sit up." Oh, all right." I pouted a bit, but I didn't mean to. I was amazed thatI was acting like this. The thought of having my legs up on the wall atDavid's house when he was a kid was unimaginable. His mother would haveraised holy heck about how she didn't have the money to put up newwallpaper. She would have told David that he was going to have to get ajob and pay for the new paper if he thought he was going to act likethat. David just always bowed to her. I stood up and looked toward the exit. There he was, staring back at me with a huge grin on his face. I told David and my sister that I had to go, I’d see them tomorrow. “Um, Keri, you rode here with us,” David said. “Shut up David, I have a ride,” I yelled back as I practically skipped down the bleachers. The closer I got to the cop, the wetter I got. I was still a few feet away when he reached out, grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. “Let’s go.” I didn’t even try to contain myself on. She was shocked to see,that while the old monk used his right hand to bring the cane down on Oliver's bottom,his left hand was clearly touching himself.She returned her eys to the desk and closed them again when she heard the cane come down,this time viciously on Oliver's bottom. Oliver cried out loudly,clearly in discomfort."That's what I want to hear,boy," the Abbot said with glee.The Abbot landed a number of more strokes with the cane across Oliver's bottom before turning his attention to.