First I took some clothespins and put them on my nipples. Then I took a paddle, bent over, and hit myself around 30 times until my bottom was red. The... I kneeled for 10 minutes in the corner. It was time to get dressed. I took a bra and put it on myself. I wore a short miniskirt over the thongs and some stockings under it. I wore a short top on top that left my bellybutton visible.The house was a mess so it was time to clean it up. I opened all windows so some air could come in and (hopefully). Another slap on the ass woke me, and the men announced that it was morning. They let me go to the bathroom again, and one of them gave me a bottle of room-temperature water. I drank all of it in one long pull, and then they put the gag and cuffs on me again. I was herded back into the vehicle, and we set off again.The faint smell of jet exhaust came to me, and suddenly they yanked off my hood. We were approaching the Miles City Airport, I saw as I blinked in the sunlight. It was sometime in the. Cost you your job and career.Send you to jail for a long time.Possibly resulting in a hit being taken out on your head."I have 15 pages of documents exposing you for selling trade secrets belonging to the company that currently employs you to your competitor, Taylor Techonologics. It appears that receiving these secrets over the last six years has been quite profitable for Mr. Taylor to the detriment of your employer. Thanks to your efforts Mr. Taylor has paid you, as far as I can tell, at. They will recruit her to spy on you. Don’t get angry. She’s not of the Clan. She’s a single momma trying to feed her baby. Help her find a job where she can’t hurt us.”“Tell her to go see Father Scarpino. He almost always has an inside line to jobs.” Ben said.“What else do you know about the F.B.I.?” Henry asked.Meghan shrugged. “Nothing, I didn’t know that until a few moments ago.”“What am I supposed to do with that?” Henry said.“Well, common sense would tell you why they’re here. I’ve just.