He walked silently to the side of the bed and glanced back at the monitor and camera he had stowed away in the closet to see if she was positioned cor...ectly for the camera. He wondered how many of the women he had been with would want him dead if they knew that his house was wired with close circuit television in all the rooms and outside. He had been secretly videotaping his encounters for years and saved them all. It was this one that he hoped would be the one girl that would end the need for. And Barebo waits, stretched on the table, according Luslayla's counting having suffered no more than twenty lashes. It may be a hundred in reality. The torture goes on, Barebo's screams of pain getting more and more loud. I hit with my full force to avoid repetitions. At forty three the girl loses consciousness. Cold water is poured on her and the whipping continues to fifty. In a weak voice the punished girl thanks me for the treatment, calling me "Madam" again. I let her kiss my hand, giving. After four rings, she answered. “Hello.”, was the response. “Hey Lexie, how are you?”, I asked. “Hey Chris, I heard you stopped by today and spent some time with my mother.”, she responded. “Yes, for a few minutes. I saw your unit in the driveway, so I stopped to say hello.”, I replied. “Sorry, I missed you. Are you feeling any better?”, Lexie asked.“I wasn’t feeling bad ….”, I answered. “Ok, are you thinking any better?”, she giggled. “No, I still want to kill him. But I promise not to.”, I. Her cousin was nice, but much older and she had ran off with a date, leaving Janie there with the "Grown Up's"She sat there a bit, then heard something. Suddenly frightened she froze, and looked toward the high fence in the back yard. She saw two girls sneaking in from the back fence.They giggled as they approached the pool. Janie saw that one of them was her cousin, Pammie. Pammie hunkered down low, and put her finger to her lips. "You can watch if you like, but be real quiet and be on the.