She nodded her head quickly several times. All their eyes returned to The Whipmaster as he once more snapped his whips above his head. The then began�...� literally– whipping out the “William Tell Overture”.After only a few notes, most of the audience recognized it, even if they thought it was the theme from The Lone Ranger. He had barely finished the opening bars, however, when one of the slaves... the one everyone had been looking at, suddenly flinched and stepped back.“How dare you!” he. And I also know that it’s the drug that’s made the difference. But James, believe me, whatever your uncle’s potion does, it does it in spades. The effect is overwhelming, irresistible. And why should I want to resist it? As I sit here now, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the man I’m looking at is more than just handsome and desirable: he’s the best and finest man there could ever be, and I simply have to be with him if I can.’ She reached out a hand and touched me just above the knee,. They weren’t real chunky but very finely made. The gold medallion had an unusual crystal in the centre and two little pictures inscribed on it. One looked like it was a hill and the other a flaming torch.He placed the chain over his head. It felt warm on his chest, and he felt a feeling of well-being come over him. He looked at the ring. It was made of gold and had another of the strange crystals in the central square of the top of the ring. On one side was a small emerald on the other a. Whack! Whack! Whack! I can surely taste my own blood now. Whack! Whack! Whack! A moan involuntarily escapes my lips and I squirm. You grab my hair pulling my head back making me gasp. “You were told not to move or make a sound slave.” Whack! Whack! Whack! Tears are running down my face now and I cannot control the whimpering sounds in my throat. Whack! Whack! Whack! I’m crying uncontrollably now most likely angering you even more. “Get up fully on the bed slave…NOW!” I quickly scramble on the.