We went to the western side behind the sleepout, to a hidden grove of fruit trees where we used to play. In the middle of the grove, was a rope swing ...nder an overgrown pear tree. I wiped away the cobwebs and sat on the hardwood seat. The branch creaked above me as it adjusted to my weight, but I wasn’t worried at all – it was such a solid old tree it could easily take the weight of ten men. He sat at my feet as I swung a little. The seat was lower to the ground than I remembered, and I. ” I stare at him a little before alerting my eyes away and doing as I was told. “Please, please, please.” I say, the man not even caring that I was crying and so scared.He swiped his tongue over his hand and slapped my ass, the pain shuddering my body and my nipples jerking up. Again my ass was punished.“Alright, spread that pussy.” I sniffed and bit my lip. “Please, I don’t want to.” The man didn’t care, he slapped my ass. “SPREAD IT.” He screamed and my heart dropped. I spread my legs apart,. ’ Pulling back an inch he touched her chest again, ‘Mine.’ ‘Whoa whoa whoa. Are you kidding, there is no ‘mine,’ I am not a ‘mine.” Touching her chest she said slowly, ‘Clara, Clara.’ Touching her chest each time she said her name. Reaching out he touched her chest and said, ‘Clara.’ There was such warmth and sheer happiness in his eyes at just saying her name, the intensity scared the beejesus out of her. He didn’t know her, why would there be any kind of intensity when he looked at her? . 'Did the motors burn out?' she wonders, but she knows the odds of both burning out at the same time were incredibly low. 'Maybe the control board...or a bug in the software' she ponders. Suddenly the Master's vibrators resume at full power, sending the now alert Sandra into a frenzy. A few seconds later it turns back off. It turns on, causing her to thrash again, then off. It repeats this cycle three more times, but on the third burst instead of turning back off it starts pulsing rapidly.