I suspect like those abusive men, you wouldn'tdo so well if the woman is highly trained to fight back."This was very odd to Tabitha. Martin was here ...ressed as a woman andreferring to himself as one of those abused women and then saying hecould defend himself. The dark look in his eye and the way he washanding himself now spoke of some high level training and a lot ofrepressed rage. "And I guess you think you are one of those women,Natalia," Tabitha laughed. Tabitha was still thinking of. She was ready for bed now. “Yes. It was quite a busy day today and I am ready for an early night.” Karl’s hand remained on her thigh and Neil was quick to notice that his hand was now placed on the hem of her nightdress, meaning it was also touching her bare flesh as well. To make matters even worse for Neil, Claire had parted her legs slightly. “I... I expect that you want me to leave now?” he said to them. “It’s okay Neil, there’s no immediate rush,” he told him. “I don’t want to push you. She was shivering.I sat beside her and put my arm around her. I don't know why. It just seemedthe right thing to do. After breakfast, we stashed all out gear and I told her to get back in thetruck. I walked a little ways on the highway. The sun was up, now, but therewas no traffic. The road was in bad shape. Nobody had worked on it for at leasta couple of years. We weren't going to be able to do more than 40 miles anhour. A shadow crossed the highway. I looked up. It was a Prankster, sizingme. Is that understood?” “Yes Mistress”, we both say. And with that said Marit leaves the room to take a shower. What a control she has over us. I remain completely silent and do not know if I should speak, but then I remember I am not allowed to speak. I see between my legs how Chantal gets up and positions herself behind me. She places the cane against my ass and measures the correct distance and then I hear a whoosh and I feel something burn into my flesh. Before I can recover completely I feel.