Elizabeth let out a sob, and Tom mercifully cut in. “How are you feeling, Elizabeth?” She sniffled back another sob before answering “Sore, si...! I’m so sorry that I forgot to make the transfer. I swear, I’ll never be irresponsible with our account again.” “I hope so, Elizabeth. I’d hate to think all these punishment sessions over the years have been for nothing.” “No sir, they aren’t.” “Now, I would like for you to tell Greg why you think this method of punishment is effective, and why it. Reminded him of breaking bucking broncos back on Lost Landing. The less you showed fear, the more in control you could stay, the better your odds of not getting your ass thrown to the dirt. And as the nearest dirt to The Adonia’s current location was some hundreds of miles, that’d be one hell of a bump.Moving with quick strides, the still-naked Cas arrived at the bridge. The viewscreen showed chaos all around them, a mess of asteroids and space trash, abandoned satellites and ship detritus. And. I returned my gaze to Ms. Monroe's face. The corner of her mouth rose in a suggestive smirk."If you're a good girl," she began, emphasizing the words 'good girl' with a purposeful focus, "then I'll let you eat my pussy later."Her words hung in the air between us like an accusation, my short term fate detailed in that single sentence and left for my inspection. My instincts told me to stand and run, to leave the office and the building and the whole awful job. I considered pleading with her,. "Someplace called lush, but I don't have any specifics," she answered.Prairie got on the long range dispatch radio and punched in thecoordinates to be sure the signal was aimed that direction as she engagedthe IGP Secure Communication Program."Transports Midnight Run or Leopard, this is Tomahawk, do you copy?" Tomahawk this is Wraith, those transports have no long rangecommunication. Are you enroot to recover them?" asked Lorrna.There was a ten second delay."We need to know what condition they.