. not mad at me?" he asked meekly.A wave of powerful maternal emotion washed over Meg, and she felt her eyes beginning to water. She smiled down at hi... lovingly. "Of course I'm not mad at you sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong." She ran her fingers tenderly along his brow, stroking his hair."'Kay." Justin licked his lips nervously. His eyes darted away. "I... I liked it too Mom."Meg could only nod - she didn't know how to respond. But before she knew it, she found herself upping the ante.. I did my best to remain still and quiet. "I'll show them," I thought. "He can spank me all day before I'll obey him." I resolved not to put on a show for these brutes. Perhaps that was why I did not struggle to escape. Or perhaps I realized it would be futile. They would only tie me and the punishment would be even worse. Whatever the reason, I did not try to escape. But it wasn't long before I was begging for mercy and vowing to obey his every wish. In retrospect I suppose it was this lack. She was dressed in a short sun dress. Her bra pushed her breasts up sothat they looked even larger. Jill looked down at her breasts andshrugged. They were now part of her assets as a future escort."Okay, Doc, I'll see you in a few weeks," she replied."Very good Jill, oh do you have enough hormones?" he asked.Jill nodded."Good, please keep taking them," he said. Chapter 15Sarah met Jill in the waiting area and together they walked out to theparking lot. Jill told. My head cast around, drinking in the marble floor and the decorations on the wall. It was so wonderful. I was here with Daddy.“Thank you, thank you,” I whispered on the walk to the front desk.“Ah, good evening Madam and Sir,” the concierge said, in a black jacket, white gloves on his hand. “And do you have a reservation with us?”“Under Powell,” Daddy said, his voice stern.The man looked down at his book, finger scanning through the list of names. “Ah, yes, here you are. In one of our corner.