When Helen did not so much as raise an eyebrow, I groaned inwardly. That made three confirmations.Jason was going to need some careful handling. I tol... George to get someone on it, and sign the bill. In our company, that means get it done, get it done now and let the boss, meaning me, worry about the cost. Helen nodded approval. I asked George to have Sheila's building watched, so that we received notice that she was leaving the building. Then I let him go.I turned to Helen. We looked each. First of all, Master liked to be a bit creative. This year he decided to create an invitation in the form of a flip book. Each photo was of Sammie bent over, back straight with her hands braced on the wall. Master had taken a sign that read ?You’re invited? and attached it to a large butt plug that was placed firmly in Sammie’s ass. He then set up a camera to take a photo once every couple of seconds while he beat her with a cane. All of the photos were printed and bound into a little. "No Master," I replied, staring up at his beautiful eyes. He sat up and pulled something out of his pocket. "These are for you, my dear" he said, "Because little whores like you like pain don't they?" Y-yes Master" I said breathlessly, confused and nervous as to what he held. He leaned forward again and caressed my hard nipples making me sigh with pleasure. He tugged my skimpy bikini down, and began to flick them with his tongue. My chest was heaving as he stopped and brought a chain to my. They decided to go back home early so they could get a head start on making arrangements for moving back. We asked them to stay in touch and to let us know if there were any ‘developments’; they promised that they would, of course.Olivia said to Cherry, “I can’t believe I’m going to have a baby before you! I always thought you’d have one first.”Cherry said, “Hey: you don’t even know if you’re pregnant yet. I still might beat you to it!”Olivia thought for a few seconds and said, “Oh, my.