Stay relaxed. Let the pain wash over her without reacting or fearing it. Breath through it. He always gave her pleasure after pain. Hopefully he w...uld this time as well. She turned her head back with new resolve so she could see him and said in a voice much more confident than she felt, “Please punish me Master. I was naughty and I deserve it. Thank you sir.” Acknowledging his dominance, his being her ‘Master’, cemented her fate and she let go of worrying about what would come. She. My life atthis moment is exactly as I have manifested. That I met my wife Abigailwhile working in a high powered job as a corporate lawyer isn'tremarkable in itself. An overachiever, I was Ivy League educated atHarvard undergrad and Colombia Law School. We shared an office at anold school corporate wall street firm where the men wore tailored suitsand ties and our shoes were black oxfords shined with a high gloss.Women lawyers were required to wear skirt suits with hem length justbelow the. " I'm going to prove it to you. Right here. Right now." I let my grip relax, and the slightly bloody thistle fell to the floor. I looked into my mother's eyes. They were grayer than the blue I had always attributed to them. They were beautiful."Can you feel this?" I let myself relax and looked deep. My half hard cock jerked. I thought about her lips, how full they were. I thought of them trembling. I thought of her tongue glistening with slick spittle. "Mother can you feel your mouth come. It was quite a tricky one, requiring a distillation to get our starting compound, a lot of purification, and then some nitration and reduction to produce our final product. We were required to hand in a hundred grammes of the compound, so we needed to do some calculating and make some assumptions about yields, in order to work out how much raw material to ask for.This was a supposedly commercial environment, and marks would be lost for excessive use of raw materials and for failing to either.