A choice she was free to make, knowing the consequences of her actions. A whipping was hers for the asking.She had cried the first time he told her th...t, as he held the whip in his hands and waited for her to undress. She couldn't deny that he had warned her, that she had agreed to be punished if she were to disobey-had more than agreed, had begged to be disciplined if she should ever displease him. Secretly, though, she realized now, too late to back out of the agreement), she had thought she. Then for my amusement I formed aglossy pair of red lips around the gag. I relished the look of fear in hiseyes at what I had done to him....what control I had. Grabbing a fulllength mirror I positioned it at the side of the bed and had him kneelbefore it to see his own pathetic reflection. He tried to close his eyesbut I had the nanobots stick to his eyelids and draw them open, now hewould see everything!Holding his gaze I slipped the strap on replica of Masters cock from mypack and saw his. Hello?" he quietly said. "Will it's me, everything is going to be okay now, just come home son". I knew he was upset. "Okay dad, I love you" He hung up. I sat and waited by the door for him to come home. As soon as he opened that door I grabbed a hold of him and just held him in my arms. I told him I loved him and kissed him softly on his sweet lips, we had always kissed each other on the lips. We both knew it was more then just father and son love, more then fake family love. We had truly. The man read the telegram again and folded the yellow paper, put it in his shirt pocket, then looked over the water to the village of Capri spread across the knifelike mountain. They would be landing in Rome, at da Vinci, in the morning, so with customs and the train to Naples by noon, the noon-thirty hydro-foil across the bay would put them in a little after two. ‘What could it mean?’ he asked himself for the hundredth time. He turned the words over and over again in his mind, yet every avenue.