Her eyes were wide in shock and confusion that would soon turn to fear. She began to struggle as I took each of her slender ankles and secured them in...another pair of leather cuffs at the foot of the chair. I then hit a button and the chair lay back and the foot came up converting completely to a doctor’s exam table. She lay helpless before me. I hit one more button and the bottom of the table began to split. Spreading her legs wider and wider till, though laying on her back, she appeared to be. The man, slave, picked a whip up out of a bag nearby and started to use it on his Mistress. The single tail (so called because it was a single lash as opposed to the multiple lashes of a cat) struck her on the lower legs. The first blows were fairly mild and left red marks that started to fade right away.He worked the whip slowly up her body, turning the exposed flesh a nice deep red without leaving any actual welts. Through it all, the woman didn’t do much more than grunt. Several people had. Flowers just didn't seem appropriate, nor did one of Dot's famous pies, let alone a bottle of wine or something stronger. Instead, I just put on my cleanest uniform, shined my boots, brushed my teeth twice, gargled with mouthwash until my face turned blue and prayed for the best.The vision that greeted me at the door was worth all the years of yearning and waiting. Oh, yeah ... I wanted her just as badly now as I did those years ago and for just a moment I thought I saw that same exact longing. It had been the first week of college and a number of students were getting together at the Student Center to renew acquaintances. Mark had an apartment of his own for the first time. It was small but he no longer had to deal with roommates. Across from him a small group of girls had been talking. Mark was just about to see if he could start a conversation with them when this lithesome dark haired girl walked up to them. Mark watched as she talked to the girls for a few minutes. The dark haired.