It only takes a minute to call. If you were tired, I would have understood. I know how hard you work, but you'll have to put a little more effort into...us, or I will release you. Is that what you want?" No Master! No, you are right. I await my punishment as your humble slave," she said with a quiver in her voice."Well, your punishment can wait till I'm satisfied. I will give you a choice. You may decide our pleasure, and let me decide the punishment, or I will decide the pleasure and you pick. He only hoped he didn’t have to wait that long. He bowed his head and recited every prayer he’d ever been taught. Not sure which one would bless her soul the most. Finally he lifted his head and sighed a heavy, pain filled sigh. Standing up, he slid his arms under her body and lifted her easily. She was dead weight now, unlike all the other times he’d held her. He head lolled off to the side, her hair streaming out around her. One of her arms fell off and swung around her. Turning he walked. It must have been very apparent to the few other customers, truck drivers, in there that the relationship between these two women was very much one of MG being 'in charge'. (I'm guessing these guys had stopped at the rest halt to take a natural break and to stock up on reading material and such.)Jacqui made her way around the couple of aisles of merchandise under the direction of MG who's quiet commands I could hear as she told her to look at this DVD or that book or that 'thing'. Invariably. "It's hard to know what he did exactly, or to do outside a classroom from what Michael tells me, and it should have been impossible to do on the fly. I've never even heard of anyone trying this before. But Michael said that Ayden had theorized it for one of his classes as a viable way, and you were the first person he's ever tried it with," said Gem quietly."Where is Ayden now?" asked Beth"He is in the room next to us. You know, you may need to rest a little longer," said Gem with concern."No.