” He uncoiled a short whip from a loop on his belt and held it up.The antler handle was elegantly carved to fit his hand. Braided leather tails fell...from the handle and shone wickedly in the waning sunlight. She shivered and lowered her head, unwilling to look at it. He pulled hairpins free, allowing her long curls to trail down her back. With one hand, he tugged her hair, forcing her to look up as he held that cruel whip in front of her face.“You will count every single stripe out loud. They. A day of firsts. I admitted it to him. Told him this wasn't something I'd ever done before, but he had attracted me in a way I'd never known before. He was OK with it. Could tell I was shy. Could tell I was surprised at myself...Asked me if I wanted to explore my interest. I told him yes. He went to take a shower and I sat watching TV. When he came back into the bedroom he was just wearing a short robe, toweling his hair dry.As his hands reached up to his head, the hem of his robe lifted and I. Anna went up while Steven parked the car. Steven's dad was inside withsome more boxes of Steven's mother's stuff."Hi, Mr. Davenport," Anna said, "we brought some lunch." Hey, Anna, nice to see you," Steven's dad said walking over to her,"thanks for the food. How's practice for the pageant going?" He's doing OK, not really used to it all yet, but I'm sure he'll beready by the pageant."While they were talking Steven walked in."Hey dad," he said closing the door."Oh hey Steven," his dad said. I looked up confused.Anticipating my question she said, "That's the man who will show you the ropes." She could tell I was slow on the uptake and explained, "He'll be your pimp and make all the arrangements. You'll make a good sex slave. You've already gotten a good start. But there is only so much I can do to help you out because Girls aren't usually privy to what goes on in these places (she taped the business card with her finger). All I know is that they are wild, just absolutely fucking.