” And he left the room.Just as Hema had finished making coffe, Ambika came and asked about the broken TV, Swami said,“It fell down when I was putt...ng in the pen drive.”Hema came with the coffee and Swami told her to sit down on the floor, knowing that it would cause her immense pain, with a sadistic grin across his face. Days passed since the spanking, Swami wanted to take her slowly, he had all the time in the world. In the subsequent days of the spanking, Hema had become subservient and. ..order?”She has a thick accent that makes it hard for me to barely understand her incredibly limited English. I point at a croissant on display behind the glass that has ham, fresh cheese, spinach, and other veggies. I signal to her with my hands that I want three of those croissants with a glass of water. The kind lady smiles and gives me a thumbs up as she preps my order getting fresh croissants ready for me.I take a seat across from the ordering area. The seats are limited and the tables. I know better than to resist, and so let him take my wrist back to my side as we walk along the corridor to the room. To any passing stranger, my exposed behind looks to be an accidental skirt-in-the-knickers occurrence due to a trip to the bathroom. However, my face is burning as Brad gives a soft chuckle. "Good girl. You learn well dear." "Thank you," I meet his eye and whisper, "Sir." Brad smiles as we stop outside room 69, I can't help but laugh at his arrogance; he plans to get me into. But what about your boyfriend?" Oh, him? I dumped him last week. Life's too short for me to waste any more of the best years of my life on him."Poor guy. He had no idea what he was missing right now. I was about to ask another stupid relationship question, but she shushed me first. She leaned in close to me, and pressed a finger to my lips. "Mikey, you talk to much."I shut up. She then took my hand in hers, pulled me out of my chair, and then began tugging me deeper into the office. At this.