"Then again," you continue, "maybe I should keep it myself. It could be amusing watching you come in front of everyone two or three times a day." I fe...l myself starting to blush at the thought of it. "Or I could always let Shirley have it for a day," you smile, a wicked evil smile, "I have a feeling she would enjoy controlling you." My eyes open in horror at the thought. "For now," you tell me, "I am going to enjoy watching you until I feel ready to give you the fucking you deserve." You turn. I like to be fair! Then I had both weeping, sobbing girls carried up and down before the rest of the group. I pointed to those blood-red weals now Slashed across quivering buttock flesh.“Does anyone else want to have stripes like that across her bottom?” I demanded.Silence. Only petrified eyes. And some sobs and tears.“Because that’s what you will get... and plenty more, if need be... if you behave like these two...”Some terrible high-pitched howling-cries were coming from the next cage and all. " Scott said with a grin.The four of them laughed to the point they became the focal point of all eyes in the Diner. A bridge had been crossed here and had taken some of the edge of tension of the next few days.After a usual Sunday mid morning of newspaper flipping, overseas communications and fax's Joe finally emerged from his office, confident he had completed his week's business. He went to the living room to find Selena laying on the sofa, flat out in the sunshine in a very pensive mood.Joe. .. I don't understand." Ashley brightened. "My date is with Jarrad, Doofus." "Jarrad? But he just left." "He left to get ready. He's picking me up in a few minutes." Ashley turned back to her dressing table, this time applying makeup. Brad had been hoping that with the folks gone for another night, he and Ashley might go skinny-dipping again. His hopes dashed, Brad slipped into a minor funk. "So... what are you guys going to do?" Ashley looked at Brad's image in the mirror. "Jarrad said.