I'm quite sure that Dr Surridge did a brain scan as well and that the neurologists will have looked at it by now."She looked at him gratefully."Did sh... tell you what started it all?"Sally nodded. "He came home the night before pissed as a fart but she managed to get him to bed. She managed to get him on the move the next morning but he was badly hung over and in a foul mood. He said his breakfast was overcooked, swept it onto the floor and went for her. Nick, I don't know but I think he may. On the foredeck Ahmed and Jason could be seen putting up a pillory. “I think I’ll go down and let Melissa know what’s in store for her.” She got up and went down the companion-way.“Attractive woman, that,” remarked Rodney. “But tough.”“Very, on both counts,” agreed Quentin. Yes, he reflected. Julia was tough when taking it and tough when it came to dishing it out!“Like a drink?”“Why not?”Quentin snapped his fingers and from the back of the deck a young, fair-haired slave-girl came forward. She. She knelt there, her black hair in a pixyish bob around her mischievous face, her phone clenched in her hand. Even kneeling, she had an energetic excitement in her, wiggling back and forth, her breasts swaying.“Where were you, slave?” I demanded, stopping in front of her. I pulled off my shirt, throwing it down. She stared up at me, this naughty gleam in her eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Leann “Lee” SamuelsI held out my phone and said, “Master, I was recording Tad Blake fucking his little. I would need them.Pacing is so important in this sort of work. I took time to examine each bond and add a few extra touches. They were important, but the time it took to accomplish them mattered more. Then I took my place facing the crowd. I had to give a good show, without breaking Christine's skin. Even with a fairly light cat, this would be a serous test of my skill.The first four lashes were easy, both in technique and in force. Almost certainly there were people watching that would.