When I rang the doorbell and said who I was, Kathy buzzed me right in. She answered her door wearing an all-latex outfit, which made me do a double-ta...e. Her boobs, while tightly encased in the shiny black outfit, were pushed up as far as they could go without nipple popping out. The skirt only just covered her groin and included really big pleats, like a window covering would have. Being latex, the pleats didn’t really move when she did. They just sat in place. She also had on what must have. Hal wanted to be like that so much. ‘Alright, Hal,’ Ramona said, her words cutting through the distraction in his mind and drawing his attention with crystal-clear focus. ‘Then in a moment, I’m going to show you my beautiful pocket watch. When I do, I want you to follow it with your eyes. Just your eyes, there’s no need to move your head. Simply watch the watch and listen to my words. Do you understand, Hal?’ Her words had an almost ritualistic nature to them-Hal had already heard them five or. Olivia counted each one. When Dave reached seven, he dropped the spatula on the floor and began using his hand.Olivia's arms gave out beneath her at the count of nine and her top half collapsed. Now on her elbows and knees, Olivia rested her forehead on her lower arms as she continued to smile, cry and count each and every smack. Olivia didn't become aroused from the pain but she knew full well that pain was part of being a slave. She smiled because Dave was finally coming into his role as her. I woke up showered and called Cathy to confirm tonight. It was a barracks phone which I was used to and it took a few minutes but Cathy finally answered and said yeah she still wanted to go to dinner. Two hours later I was outside her barracks in my other car, a much nicer Olds Cutlass. I walked up to the door and entered the quarterdeck, which is where the men are stopped, not allowed to pass with out written orders in hand. I waited a few minutes and Cathy came out the elevator and my eyes.