"And so began my ordeal. I had to count the strokes, say thank you and ask for the next one. By the time I had received all twenty-four my ass was on ...ire but I had managed to stay mostly quiet outside of some grunting and moaning."You took that well toy. I'm proud of you but I like it from time to time when my slaves cry out. There is still the matter from earlier and for that you will receive five strokes with my cane. No need to thank me or ask for another on. It will interfere with my. “How did you get back out?”“I took the cage down,” Ember replied, pointing up to the rafters directly over their heads. “I’d’ve put him in it, but he was too heavy.”“I’m surprised you could even walk, the way you looked when you staggered out of the barn...” Amber grumbled. “He almost killed you!”“He was unconscious,” Ember countered. “And I needed to find out if’n I’d kilt him or not.”“You broke my leg, you bitch!” Rick yelled up at the heavy wooden ceiling. “You get me outta here! You gotta. I've known Betsy almost as long as Madge, but we were just friends, not good friends, if you know what I mean, but I'd never met her husband until now. As we were introduced I had the distinct impression that he was sizing me up, but I put the thought out of my mind when I got a good look at Betsy. She had changed - dramatically. She'd lost a good sixty pounds and you could see evidence of a lot of time spent in a gym. She was, what some of my younger co-workers would call, a 'hard body'. Her. "Tessa did it, but... but I just couldn't!"He should have excused himself because there was no way he could have seen this one coming. But seeing her anguish made him feel just as bad as if he had caused it. He quickly sat next to her and hugged her close."Why would I be angry that you didn't take those pictures?" he asked."Well, we... we did all this stuff to g... get you to go along. Then I ch... chickened out on the best part for you." She still had not managed to look at him.Part of him.