My Mother understood that it wasn't her place to tell me what to do anymore, so instead of trying to try and force her way in, she had left and walked...quietly back to bed. So now I had to double down on my punishment until morning for my Sister's continued Disobedience! "Tell me again, Slut! why you are here?" I inquired, admiring at my Hot! As! Fuck! Sister Kelly's naked body stretched out and restrained at her wrists and ankles. "BECAUSE I AM A DISOBEDIENT SLUT, AND YOUR PROPERTY MASTER!" she. He returned to bed and positioned himself behind me. He fixed himself up and then grabbed a hold of my legs and pulled me closer to him. Then he reached down and raise my ass into the air. “I can see that you prepared yourself for this. Smart gurl!” His voice sounded surprised but his actions showed a different side. “Now remember, you can tell me to stop at any time but somehow I don’t think that is going to happen!” His voice was again calm and made me feel like I was control but he. At the beginning of the seventh week of Sam's absence, Officer #36's temporary assignment became permanent. Permanent, in a manner of speaking, because he could be dismissed at any moment. But, as long as he could hold onto his job, Mike would grab as much money as he could and pad his savings. He wouldn't think about the future, because the future would come soon enough. He would concentrate on the money, because to have money was to have power and control over one's own fate.As he stared at. I shrugged. “Fuck knows. Get my legs broken by a big Irish thug I guess.” “What? No.” She bit her lip and moved closer. “I’ll find the money somewhere,” I said. “I have three more days, how hard can it be to find ten grand in three days?” “Come and stay with me,” she blurted out. “What? No I couldn’t.” “Yes you could, I’m telling you, you can.” Her eyes shone with nervous anticipation, like she was scared of my rejection. There was a name for this, some special name for captives getting.