Igot up and put on my fluffy slippers and my gown and went to join mom inthe kitchen. Mom was at the stove wearing a long pink satin nightgown andpin... marabou feather high heel slippers. She turned to face me when Igreeted her."Did you sleep well my darling, are you ready for some breakfast,sweetie?" Ooh yes, mommy, I did and I'm quite hungry. Did you sleep well?" Yes my darling, have some muesli and yoghurt, while I finish up here."I sat down at the breakfast table and helped myself to the. It was only the first of his Herculean tasks – two more will follow, she said – but he was already shivering with anticipation. After all, miss Brat knew what’s best for him and he wanted to be a good boy.He entered the bookstore early in the afternoon, and as far as he could see, it was pretty deserted. A few customers here and there, some looking for fun, some looking for saucy books, other just cruising and looking for others. Miss Brat instructed him to go and wait behind a row of shelves;. “Anyway, he usually swings by on the weekend. Why don’t you go get some trashy lingerie after work? That’s how I get back into it when I’m in a slump.”“Yeah?” Elizabeth nodded. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”Darlene noticed the fatalism and squeezed her friend’s shoulder. It was back to the grind. The third waiter made it in for six and Darlene got to clear out on time. “Hey, feel better.”“I’ll try.” Elizabeth waved to Darlene as the brunette walked out the front doors of the restaurant.. At some point, I realized I was verbalizing those pleas, "Please no more, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," all to no avail. Not that I wanted it to stop. My words transformed into sobs and then to tears, gasps and snot running out of my nose. I finally quit struggling and lay limply across his lap sobbing as he turned my butt the color he desired.When he stopped he pinned my legs down with his right leg and held he in place with his hands. Then he said, "Okay ladies, it's your turn." I.