I sat down with her and she was shaking slightly and nervous. I asked her what I could do for her. She blurted out in a hushed whisper, that she need...d someone beat up, not bad enough to cause permanent injury but enough to require medical attention. I had heard similar requests before, it was a good sign that she knew what she wanted specifically. This time though instead of it being a boy- friend or ex-husband it turned out she wanted me to beat her that way. She wanted to pay me to rape and. Whenever he encounters a nonwhite person, he thinks he knows everything there is to know about that person, no need to ask: it's simple. That person is dangerous or at the very least, suspicious. When he encounters a white person, it's also simple: he extends the courtesy (and dignity) to ask them what he might want to know about them. That person is afforded the courtesy, respect, and dignity that he attributes to himself. He will never ever afford that same dignity, courtesy, and respect. Hissing hot breath across your lobes . . . tongue teasing you lightly . . . kissing just below your ear, sucking my way down your neck . . . biting down lightly at your collar bone . . . you draw a sharp breath. You pull my mouth back to yours and we kiss now, more passionately, the zipper on the back of your tight dress is beginning to descend with a little help from my hand . . . it falls to the floor, gliding along your soft skin without a sound . . . you are magnificent. My hands begin to. ” Candy said with a giggle. “Well, Daddy is going to ask us what the fuck is going on when we talk. You know that, right?” Gracie asked. “We need to understand how we think we want to do this when he asks. If I am going to be your Mistress, you need to be ready to do as you are told. And I will have complete say in every aspect of your life. And you need to realize that I am submissive to my Master, Daddy. We can have nothing in place that he does not agree with. Are you willing to move.