There is no paper trail that anyone can trace to you."Roger thought for a minute before he answered, "What you are saying is that if I refused the hou...e it could cause you a lot of trouble." Exactly. It's a very nice house and I wish you much happiness in it. Now, this morning you can go and see your new house. The house key is under the passenger seat of the car. I would like you to have dinner with me tomorrow night at eight. I own the Jilin (a coastal province of China) Restaurant. We serve. Tiffany, in fact, wanted to be exposed, and have her punished backside exposed, to the view of the population of Danube City. The punishment and her collaring marked the final break from her past. She no longer was a stripper, no longer a prostitute, no longer Raymond Stark's girlfriend, no longer an active meth and heroin user. She now was a Danubian criminal and eager to move ahead with her life as quickly as possible. Subconsciously Tiffany actually was proud of her collar and welts because. Master stepped around to the front of her. She looked in his face. He tried to keep is visage stern, but she could see something softer in his eyes. "You don't need to answer, Nora. I know you are naughty just so you can be punished. But don't you see the position that puts me in? Punishments are intended to deter misbehavior, not encourage it. So you've been caned. And I'll bet at the time that's what you expected to happen. Even wanted, am I right?" Nora started to get nervous. She had no. And now, all of that pain, all of that rage, that had been stomped down, smothered all of his life came boiling to the surface. Rearing to his full height, of nearly six foot four inches, he looked down on this new, would be tormentor, a fire nobody had ever seen blazed behind his eyes, as he let the feelings that had been bottled up inside him for so long finally come pouring out. “Yeah, that’s right asshole! I did fuck up your little friend. He had it fucking coming in a way you wouldn’t even.