Now it is your turn."Sally, already pale, whitened completely at that statement. That was not what she thought I had meant when I told her to prepare ...erself. She braced herself when Nicole went up to her holding the whip in both hands like a club. I was prepared to intervene if necessary as she raised it high over her head.The whip crashed down, but I didn't move. The force of the blow as it hit the wood of the stocks broke the shaft of the weapon, knocking it out of her hands and across the. On her eighteenth birthday Hope left home for good. She had taken up with a 'worthless lowlife' as James described him and the two of them had left town. Contact with her worried parents became more infrequent and eventually stopped altogether. Just two days before his forty-fifth birthday, James received an email from his daughter. It was short, but not too sweet. She wrote that she had given birth to a baby girl. That was it. No clue as to where she was, how she was doing or even the child's. “I’m FuckedUpDom”.“Wait you know? How? When? You’re… No way”. The look on my face must have been priceless, because Sam got the biggest smile. Then he pulled me into him and gave me the biggest hug.I stiffened at first, but he wouldn’t let go. I halfheartedly struggled for a moment, but quickly relaxed then just melted into him. We lay like that, in the warm womb-like bath water. And he started to talk.Like me, he had a secret blog on Tumblr, then switched to BDSMLR last year. My blog. The candle lit crystal chandelier, half covered in cobwebs glowed brightly, its light reflected off the white marble of the expansive floor beneath it. At the far end of the room, a wide staircase lead up to the second floor, and a wide balcony encircled the room with long thin windows above the line of closed doors the walkway lead to."Welcome," came an amused voice that echoed throughout the ballroom, yet seemed to come from nowhere at all, "To the Lavender Gym!"Behind her, the doors slammed.