Miss D said, “Jane you sit on the sofa lean back and open your legs. I think you have earned a present and John will give it to you.” Jane lent ba...k on the sofa and opened her legs wondering if Miss D was really going to have John kneel between her legs. Sure enough Miss D told John, “Kneel down and put your head between Jane’s legs. You will give her tongue sex as I cane you.” John was open mouthed and once again Miss D brought her hand down hard on the side of his leg. John yelped and knelt. .. and that made her like him too.Prudence returned with the glass, beaming at her victory. It fit perfectly, and Bobby showed her how to use the edge of the chisle blade to tap new glazing points in to hold it in place. Then he rolled a strip of glazing compound between his hands, making a long line, which he pressed into place. Then she did it, until there was a line of lumpy looking putty all the way around the window.“It doesn’t look nice, like the other did,” she complained.“That’s because. I sometimes question the extent of my masochism and love of Vanya's domination but I feel whole, complete, constantly far happier than I ever felt in my life before that fateful moment when she took control of me. Sure, I wonder what else 'might have been' but I know, love and wonder at what has actually happened to me. Am I less of a person as a slave, a sub, no longer a 'man'? I could not ask for more in life than my loving mistress, my soul-mate and our happiness together.Sometimes I even. . let me try to remember it now . . . ah, that's it: if youcan't kill a fay, you have to let her go." "I can't kill you, eh? I think that has yet to be proved." "Well, if you still have doubts, I suggest you resolve them very soon, oryou'll be the one in trouble with your precious Male Principle." "Let's see," said the seawolf. "No spell can shield a fay from everythingthat might destroy her. That's another rule. The magic the witch performedmakes you proof against seawolves . . . as we once.