Elaine whipped up potato salad. Rhonda baked cookies. It was just too early to have fresh corn from our garden, but Angela promised it would only be t...o more weeks. Instead, she brought in a ton of lettuce, carrots, radishes, and scallions. She even had a few nice bell peppers. Mary took charge of the garden food as it was brought in and cleaned it up in the prep kitchen behind the wall."You know I'm going to be your prep assistant for your show this summer," she told me. "You'd better teach me. Damn, Lou cursed, one more hope dashed against the demented mind of his crazy young captor.Lucifer was adamant. "If you let him up, he's going to get you. He'll beat the living shit out of you." I don't like the two of you having him all bound up like that in the first place, but Lucifer's right," Mother agreed. "If you turn him loose now, he would most probably want revenge. Wouldn't you, if the tables were turned? I don't want to see my little girl hurt." Don't worry, Mother. I'm not about to. David placed himself so he could use the flogger properly on Tina’s ass. It was already a little red from the spankings. He lashed out twice, paused, then kept going as her body language and the soft whimpers she made indicated that she was still into it despite the pain.“You’re a good sub,” he told her.He rubbed her ass soothingly with his hands again, then her back, giving her a massage. He kissed her neck again, at the place where her skin was still tender. She moaned and tilted her head to. Botha was fussed over by the Maitre'D and the wait staff who stood behind each chair in the centre of the room. Ingrid was seated between Mr. Botha and her new friend Ma'bill. Across the table, behind a huge bouquet of freshly cut flowers, Lucy was seated beside Ingrid's father, who seemed most pleased and could not take his eyes off the vision of black loveliness.She seemed familiar to him, but he could not remember why. Conversation flowed freely as the executives asked her father many.