"Now's a good time for a banana split," I said as I staggered away from the sleep learner in the office area. I had a "bed room" consisting of a wall-...o-wall gym mat that I used for sleeping or wild monkey sex—it was roughly the size of a boxing ring and doubled as an exercise area. I had a bathroom and dressing room of about the same ten meter by ten meter size with a combination jacuzzi and shower bath big enough for three or four humans. My office had a sleep learner, a desk, and some. "Sure, I guess so." I gulped down the rest of my drink, and grabbed a beer from someone that was passing by. After I finished it, I was feeling pretty happy. The voices of people around me were becoming slurred into one musical hum, and the dim lights of the office made it feel as if I were in the middle of a dream. I stood up, deciding I needed a little fresh air. I had forgotten that my dress was lifted up to my hips, so when I stood, the coat fell from my lap, and my red lace panties peeked. When I closed and locked the door she looked around the living area while taking her clothes off, "you do not have much."I looked at her body as I began to undress, "I am not here much and do not have anyone to share it with."She grinned when she was naked and rubbed my chest before turning to walk towards the other room. I followed as I finished and stalked after her as she laid on the bed. I moved over her and kissed her and began to kiss down her body. I stopped to kiss and then give each. ? I am ashamed to say I whimpered as I saw her arms raise the cane for a second brutal stroke across my back. I just had time to hear her giggle before a lower-voltage but long, agonisingly long, surge of pain pulsed again through my genitals, leaving me sprawling and writhing on the tiles. ?Remain on your belly, slave. It will save time.? ?Yes, Mistress? I gasped. ?When under torture you will address me with the phrase ‘My Owner’ to show your acceptance of the natural right by which I.