Thank you for wanting to hear from me. I’m twenty-five, youngest daughter of industrialist Lord Bacon-Flynn and Lady Anne Fuchs. My parents wanted m... to study law and when I said no I wanted to study fashion they suggested after a terrible scene that I must abandon my residency at Cudhorn Estate. I now live with my former nanny, Nanny Smith, who paid for me to attend design school. I design all my friend’s clothes, er my female friends that is, and some of them have won fashion awards. I am. The security codes for each are in the envelope. This last one is for the Royal Plaza Suite 2302 on the 23rd floor with the code in the envelope as well. Your bags will come up on the next trip and the elevator is behind the column over there. Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked."Lunch for 3 in the oak room in say half an hour please" she stated."Certainly Miss. I will put the reservation under Mr. Trainer's name" he said."Good, that should do it. Thanks" she replied.Gary was. “Now I am helpless, sir” she said calmly and looked up at him. He was at least 10 or 12 inches taller than she was in her flat Converse. She nearly jumped when he put his warm, soft hand on her hip.“Just..relax...”He put his other hand on the side of her neck, the leaned down and kissed her forehead softly. She lifted her face towards him, expecting him to kiss her lips too. His hand slid downwards, now it cupped one small breast briefly. Then, suddenly, both his hands were on her hips, holding. Twisting it, he span her around showing how her naked back was crossed with the wheals of the beating that he had given her less than an hour before. The deep scores left by his whip showed that he had lacked no enthusiasm for administering punishment to the girl. Husna Hannish took satisfaction from the sharp intake of breath from behind Victoria's veil as she saw the girl's bloody scars.The others knelt quietly, terrified of either the rape or beating that Victoria and Lauren's taunting of.