“I usually prefer to be giving the spankings, but I guess I should know who enjoys it before we start playing.”My reply was stalled by a knock at ...he door and Vivianna walking in. “I thought I heard voices back here. Zara asked me to let everyone know that dinner will be ready in about ten minutes, so you have time to get cleaned up and dressed if you need to.”“Thank you, my dear, we’ll be along shortly,” I told her before looking back at everyone else. “Does anyone wish to get dressed up for. He blushed. He nodded. He turned and went to the table, picked up the hairbrush, slowly, but came over to me and handed me the hairbrush. This was the defining moment, when Ben knew dominance had passed to me, or at least it was mine for the taking if I played this out properly. I took the brush. “Come with me” I instructed, and walked over to the chair their Mother had used to spank David. I sat down. “Take them off please” I snapped, pointing at his trousers. Just as his. 'At least nobody has tied me down this time," she thought, little realising the implications of this inaction.In the morning the General wandered into the punishment room and took up his favourite pair of riding crops."Well, that is an improvement," he said in an encouraging way, "Prepared to take your punishment without being restrained, eh? Do you really think you can hold still while I give you six more stripes? If you move I start again, you realise that?"Maryam froze with total fear at. " A what?" I asked."LGM," she repeated. "You know, Little Green Man."I was baffled. "He's not green," I said.She smiled. "It's just a name, kind of a term of art. I've got a teen-age nephew." She saw my raised eyebrows. "My sister's kid. Older sister. Twelve years older, actually. Anyhow, he's into science fiction everything—movies, TV, books, games, you name it—and he's always talking about LGMs. It means aliens, people—or things or whatever—from other worlds and all, they don't have to be.