SMACK“You are weak.”SMACK“You will submit.”SMACK“Recite the truths that you know, beta.”SMACK Her body was not fighting the sensations she...felt. She was not rejecting the pain. Strange as it was, there was something comforting about the steady cadence of the slap on her bottom and the authoritative words. They pushed her, prompted her, and dominated her. She no longer bothered to think about the voice commanding her. She did not worry any longer about the women who were watching her. She just. Ihear Natalie sniff, "here let me help!" she says in a surprisingly chippervoice that was once mine.She takes the wad from my small hands and grips me by the upper arms, mysmall but firm shoulders, setting my bubble butt on the edge of the bed.She sniffed again quickly before speaking, "here! Gimme this leg" Shealmost giggles gripping my left left by the calf. This is too fast! I'mbreathing quickly again, I wiggle a little on my large bottom and try togently resist. Natalie only smiles and. The only difference would be my arms are a lot thicker, and I don’t have quite the belly he does. So on top of being about six inches too short to make my mass look appealing, I am not exactly the best looking guy in the world. The lank mud brown hair I had inherited from my mom, I had decided when I was sixteen, had to go, so I keep my head bic’d down to the scalp. I have broad facial features, my jaw is too square, so I keep it hidden behind a chin strap beard, and a goatee. My cheek bones. I was thinking that we should all move to the villa. It is much larger and we wouldn't make the neighbours sleepless." What about your mission? You said you couldn't leave the apartment," I said in shock."The mission ended yesterday so I'm once again back in control of myself." Then why are you still acting like my personal slave?" That's a tough one. Simply to say, I did not like the old Jessica very much. When you ordered me around, I found out I liked being docile and submissive. I guess I.