"Charley's eyes were wide and apprehensive. Her heart beat wildly and her heavy breathing made her tits heave into his hands."No!" she gasped again. "...hhhhhh no! Please!"He just laughed at her and opened his door. He pulled her out of the car, keeping his hand on her arm while he opened the trunk and pulled a blanket out.Charlene tried to struggle. She was too young and frightened to get free, though.Ray paused a moment, then he slapped her roughly across the face. Her head reeled from the. "Ok, go get them and I'll brush out her hair for bed," said hermother, taking his hand. "Into the kitchen missy, and go sit at thetable again." Fine," nodded Owen, almost knowing he'd at least get some relief fromthe girly hair. "Please get all these off me." You say that now, but sit still," smiled his mother. "Between hairspray, gel and who knows what Sabrina put in making these curls, thiswill sting a little so I'm sorry in advance." Oh boy," grumbled Owen, eliciting some nervous giggles as. Remember the golden rule, Dominants. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. As you want to be treated, so treat others. The Dominant wants his submissive to respect him and his authority. (There is a South Park joke to be made but it would be inappropriate just now.) The Dominant, therefore, should respect his submissive and her submissiveness.What does it mean to respect the submissive and her submissiveness? It means learning the ways the submissive desires the Dominant and his. "I don't understand it, my tax is dealt with by the Regimental paymaster, how can I be in debt?"She dismissed the letter with wave of her hand,"They are always making cock ups at the Revenue, just forget about it."On my 26th birthday I met Annabel the Arrogant Accountant.I had taken a few days leave around my birthday so I was at home when the doorbell rang dead on 4pm; Pippa wasn't back home from work yet.I opened the door and there stood Annabel Fanshawe –Smythe.She seemed tall; her hair.