And I kept my face in it for a few moments.I sat her again on the chair, and took the bottle of oil. I unbuttoned couple of upper button so that oil d...n’t get on her shirtI squeezed the bottle on her forehead spreading the oil everywhere. Till the ends of her long hair. I didn’t stop putting oil, so she had to ask. I told her ‘ rehna since this is my first time oiling your beautiful hair, please let me do it my way’ ‘also it’s more sexier this way’ now her hair was full of oil, it started. The Society now had quick access to the University from any elevator. A second discovery was made soon afterwards. Just a few meters from the University elevator was simple corridor running north-south, with a trapdoor-sized closet at each end. Exploration revealed they were bidirectional trapdoors leading to small buildings at the precise geographic north and south poles.So far the polar islands themselves remained unexplored, but the views out the windows there were extraordinary. The sun was. . you are a bad girl aren't you?" he whispered, and I could feel his breath on my face. "Yes Master," I replied, my breathing heavy, excitement creeping up my veins. "Bad girls need to be punished don't they, little one?" he said, his hands still encasing mine. "Yes Master, punish me Master" I said eagerly. He chuckled darkly. I felt my heart rate accelerate as his free hand moved up to my face. He traced the line of my lips with one soft finger before moving down to stroke the exposed skin. ‘I see I had overestimated your capacity for obedience,’ he drawled. ‘Well, I have forgotten how painful it is, probably. I’ll make it easier for you.’ He put her back over the chair, fastening her into position with the belts as before. ‘I will have to remind myself to cane you again, Kitty, so we can work on your posture and comportment during punishment,’ he said uncompromisingly. ‘Now can we have the count, please?’ ‘One, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Please don’t give me any more. It will kill me,.