" Betty fell from her kneeling position and began to cry openly on his boots.Paul reached down, grabbing her hair and bringing her face upwards; he wi...ed at her tears with his other hand. "We began this journey together and have both learned and grown in it together. I accept the responsibilities of ownership. I will care for you and teach you each day that which you need to be complete. Betty, I take you as my property. From this moment in time you are slave to Master Paul."He turned to. Ma'am?"She could tell his mind was reeling, as expected, but she played incredulous. "Excuse me? Did you expect me to count them for you?"His grip tightened on the desk edge. She saw his knuckles whiten."I counted, ma'am. Twenty." A likely story. Now count aloud. I told you you'd be getting used to this."He faced forward again and hung his head, bracing himself."Yes, ma'am."Swish-CRACK!"One." One, what?" One... ma'am." Good. Let's try that one again."Swish-CRACK!"One, ma'am." Much. . . if you want the truth." Jerry waited until he was finished to click to the next slide. It featured basically the same thing except you saw Laura's fingers come into view around her stiff nipples that stuck out a good half inch from her 17-year-old chest. "How about now Brian?" "Ahh, it's kinda personal but this one brought me over the edge Mr. Lester." "Call me Jerry . . . Okay?" "Alright." "Tell Laura what you mean by ‘over the edge’". Laura had her hands on her knees and was eagerly. Still, in the end curiosity overcame her fear, and maybe something told her to just go with the flow this time, so she just nodded and smiled as I took her by the hand and went with her and the black vibrator to the counter to pay. The girl wished me, or us, I wasn't sure, "lots of fun" as we went towards the exit.Unlike most other sex shops this one didn't have any porn-booths, but instead a separate area filled with lingerie, where my new friend and me were headed. I headed for the dressing.