The problem was that the Empress was not known for her patience.A smile came to her face as she backhanded a crewman that drew too close to her. Her s...ile grew even larger as she heard the satisfying crack when the man's neck broke when he hit the bulkhead.Esmeralda almost laughed as she watched the dying body as it started to twitch and convulse. Ah, she thought, that always seemed to cheer her up.In a far better mood now, she watched the final missiles being loaded."How much longer? I am so. He had used me like a slave. My body ached and I felt like getting sick. I struggled to my feet and made my way upstairs to the bedroom. I showered and went to bed.I was asleep when he came up to bed. I half woke when he switched the light on. Then the bed clothes were pulled off the bed. My nightdress was ripped off me and then my panties. I was now fully awake. He was naked and erect."Slut, you are to sleep in the nude from now on." He forced me on to my stomach, spread my legs apart and. But it didn’t say anything about small. Maybe it’s bigger on the inside that it looks from here. As I enter I see that it’s just a bedroom and a bathroom, hardly enough room to change my mind in. I’ve been in larger bargain motel rooms in my time. But it has the one thing that I want more than anything else in the world at the moment, privacy. Let’s see if Duke was exaggerating about the view. I step out onto the small front porch and look toward the lake. Actually, he may have been. She gazed at me for a long moment. Then, looking away, she quietly replied, "Yes. He used to spank me whenever he decided that I'd crossed the line."Emboldened by that knowledge, I continued. "Did he do that to you on the day he died?" No," she replied. "He told me that I was lucky he was running late, or he would have turned me over his knee and spanked me like a bad little girl." She sniffled, on the verge of tears. "He ... he promised to do it when he g-got back..." Well, maybe if he had,.