?I want you to give her 25 HARD slaps with that strap. Make her count them out loud.?I nodded my understanding and firmly gripped the piece of leather...in my right hand. As I looked down I saw tears welling up in Margaret’s eyes and she gazed at me pleadingly. My heart was immediately filled with pity. I swung the strap and it slapped against the poor girl’s backside causing her to flinch as she whimpered, ?One?.?Is THAT the best you can do?? Lady Habersham asked sarcastically. ?Put some muscle. Although there is discussion of a snuff film in the story, this is NOT a snuffstory. If you need to be reassured, go to the last part of the story and youwill find the heroine riding off to new and better adventures. The author iswell aware that some folks really don't like snuff (personally, I think itis a waste) and so I am going to extra lengths to appeal to your curiosity. Cemented. By Fetterer Chapter 1 The man was anxious. He knew about the group's preparations for a snuff filmand he was. With the pandemic—and my boring meeting—I figured the only spunk I’d be leaving on the bed cover would only be my own, just some hotel-logo hand lotion wiped off next to it. We should have done a webcam meeting. Instead, we're in a fun town, except all the fun is shut down because of the Corona virus, and I don't like more than a couple coworkers. I respect the hell out of their work, but they suck. This is why we work from home, ffs. Seriously, the only positive thing about mandatory out of. Frank drove with Grandma up front. I sat in the back with Michelle who was fast asleep in my arms. I asked grandma just where Jack’s adoptive mother was from.Grandma turned to me from the front seat as she replied, “Kim-ly is Vietnamese.”I got a strange look on my face as I looked into the rear view mirror. Frank looked back at me in the rear view mirror. As he looked at me I wondered why Jack would go fight in a war against the same people who had raised him. “Kim-ly and her husband left.