And I'm feeling kind.Since your not quite right, you get your eleven strokes, but then we stopokay sissy?"I nod through my tears. "Y.. yes thank you M.... Mistres.. T.. thorne..."and brace for the blows.After eleven stinging strikes she steps back. "Stand up for me sissyschoolgirl." Y.. yes Mistress T.. t... thorne," I gasp forcing myself upright, stillsobbing and gulping in air."Oh do be quiet slut!" Mistress Thorne says dismissively and picks up ablack lace choker from where the clothes were,. I holster the weapon in my right hand and take the lance out and open it. I find one still alive, just barely. I bend down and ask him a question but he looks at me. I realize they probably have a different language but he is talking now, muttering with what strength he has. My processor starting giving me words. I ask him why they are here. He is asking for help. I ask him again. He says they work for a company commissioned to discover this island’s contents. They are paid for every a****l or. Looking for rings, I thought. Feeling the boldness I'd convinced myself I needed, I held up my ringless fingers and waggled them. "Nope. Single." He laughed. "Caught me!" he grinned. "I thought I was being shrewd!" The exchange seemed to bolster his confidence rather than make him uneasy, reassuring me that I was on the right track. He's looking for a hookup , I told myself. Good . "A hot girl like you," he continued, "I figured for sure!" "Recently single," I confessed boldly. "Looking. My body begins to shake under the intense pleasure. He causally moves to my other nipple and does the same thing this time the warmth of the wax presses into me more. I lock my eyes on him giving him a pleading looking. He can’t help but just smile at me. He sets the pinwheel down for a moment; reaching into the bowl he removes two ice cubes. If my mouth wasn't gagged I know I’d be biting on my bottom lip trembling with fear and excitement. He runs one of the cubes over my in cased waxed clit.