Another swish smack, this one took me by surprise as it was across my back, the sting was different and then half a dozen quick strokes across my back... smack smack smack smack smack smack, I gripped the table and biting at the gag tried to yell but it was just a muffled moan. Next he directed the strap to the insides of my legs, one dozen from the left and then one dozen from the right. I was screaming into the gag in my mouth but it did no good, I could do nothing but absorb the unrelenting . " Well, of course," said the doctor.He tapped away on the keyboard attached to his tablet and raised his head to watch a prescription sheet being dispensed from a laser printer on the far side of the surgery. After the single sheet was printed, a further few sheets followed. This was a health leaflet of the sort that only charities and foreign governments provided."What's this other crap I've got to read, doctor?" Olive asked half in dread and half in scorn."It explains the symptoms of. The story starts from here…The story below is true it happened to me about 6 months ago. I’m a sales consultant for an international cosmetic company which takes me all over the state. As you can guess I don’t have a lot of time to do housework so I employ a young girl to come in once a week to do the cleaning, washing & ironing. Her name is Chantelle Williams and she’s a 19-year-old brunette and has a very trim body. She took the job to help pay for her university studies. It was Wednesday and. So regardless how Ron looked or whatever he said, it would not deter me. Once ingested, my fate was sealed.Fidgeting, checking on the defrosted steaks yet one more time, straightening the candles again, I kept glancing at the clock. For me, to be dressed like I was in the bedroom would be embarrassing, but to be downstairs in the more public parts of the house almost caused me several times to run upstairs and change."Where is he?" I muttered again and again, tapping my toe while sitting, or.