Then he came out to the bedroom and placed several items on the black lacquered dresser that stood opposite the bed. There was a large mirror over the...head of the bed as well as a large mirror over the dresser so I could see what he was putting on the night stand. There were three butt plugs of various sizes lined up from smallest to largest, the leather ping pong paddle I had noticed earlier. A short whip made of many long strips of leather, and a black riding crop. There was also a ball gag. If we get her to the point where there is no hope left, we can rebuild her however we want." What do you mean, honey?" I think that she has too much time to think, and that her lessons have become predictable, at least in terms of the time of day." David stopped and pondered for a while. "We also need different ways to reinforce the lessons." C'mon," he said with a smile, "It's about time that we took Sharon to Wal-Mart for the very first time. They are open 24 hours, so we have plenty of. ’ Just then, good old Cynthia left the boutique. Now in fairness I have to say the good old part wasn’t very accurate. Cynthia Robinson looked to be between 30 and 35. She had the fresh innocent look of a young woman. If she was 18 you could put her on the cover of Teen Magazine. Cynthia is tall and slender but there is no doubt she is all woman, with bumps and curves in all the right places. Her long blonde hair and blue eyes just added to the thought that she must have been a teenage. Personally, no offense, but I just couldn't go there with a girl.”“That's too bad,” she said, smiling.I cracked a nervous smile but quickly wanted to change the subject. She could tell.“So being a computer guy, I bet you like to play games.”“Yeah, World of Warcraft, Everquest...”“I love World of Warcraft!” Emily said.“Do you?” I said. “If we ever get out of here alive, we just might have to hang out.”“I'd like that.”“But I'm not going straight for you,” I laughed.She laughed, but suddenly that.