It's past time that I did. Help me to be a good husband for I really love you. I want to get back to being the guy you first loved."Tomorrow, call Pam...Martin. The three of us are going to find us a house, no a home, in which we can live as a family. The plant will have to run itself until I have time to get back to it."Tobias, I would be honored if you will take my daughter back to the hotel tonight and pick her up in the morning for school. You two make a fine couple. Give her time. Give me. ‘Good, then it is time to pay your demerits. Go over there and bend over, feet apart and place your hands on the coffee table.’ I did as instructed and Marci came over and said ‘Whatever you are instructed to do, if it involves you having to bend over for any reason, you won’t crouch or kneel, you are to bend from the waist, is that clear?’ ‘Yes, mistress.’ I replied. Marci continued: ‘Each demerit carries 2 strokes of the crop, so you now have 6 strokes to take.’ She brought the. ”“Then why wouldn’t it work on me?”Angie shrugged. “Sounds are different in your head, I guess? The same way those voice recordings we made in media class sound strange. Your voice doesn’t sound the way to you it does to other people.”“Maybe.”One thing that remained unknown to us was how long the effect of a command might last: we were both scared that the Nielsen’s dogs would play forever in the snow-dabbled yard until they dropped from exhaustion, and kept running outside to check on them.. "Erm how long have you been here?" I replied."I just got in" he said. Surely he was lying. He must have heard me screaming another man's name Surely? Either way he never mentioned it. We made our way downstairs and spent the evening watching movies all the while I'm thinking about Marlon. I couldn't help myself. I wanted him to take me. I had never had such slutty thoughts. In fact I had never wanted to be a slut. But I did now. I wanted Marlon to own me and make me his personal little slut. I.