When I thought about it I realised that I had neverever fully trusted someone and that without that, all my efforts atfinding my slave nature were doo...ed. Now here I had an opportunity for aconsidered assessment.Of course we had exchanged photographs so I knew what he probably lookedlike - probably because there had been occasions when the photographswere those of the 'Master' taken some years ago. I had been guilty ofthat myself. Misrepresentation - often really just wishful thinking, thatone. We both neededrelease, and soon, we both climaxed. Cuddling, Joney asked,"Have you been working out? You seem trimmer, a little bit moremuscular." No," I replied. "I haven't been eating very much lately. I guess I wasa bit lonely without you." That's sweet, honey." she said. "I could be imagining it, but your dickseemed bigger too." she said. "You didn't buy any of those 'maleenhancements' did you? You know, the ones 'As seen on TV'."No," I replied. "Nothing like that at all. I will tell you. "So Donjeta, here's the way it is. I shall give each man ten lashes on you, as hard as he wants, whenever he wants between now and port. If you die, well the gods have decided. We'll throw you into the sea. If you live -- well -- I'll give you to the Priestess of Astarte, and let her decide what to do with you."And so it was. The lashings began right away. The men were very eager to hurt me."I have to admit, Donjeta, I'm impressed."I lay on the rear deck, face down and my back a raw, bloody. “I would enjoy that very much. Though unfortunately, I don’t know much about you, would you care to enlighten me as to what lies in the past of the pretty red-headed girl beside me?” He asked, a moment before a loud thump echoed through the hall, triggering the scared mutterings and calls of fellow students. Jack looked back to see the unconscious Victoria, laying on the floor after fainting from the compliment with a smile on her blushing face. “Hmm, something tells me that you are an.