I must tell my Master if I have had an orgasm without His permission so that I can be properly punished for my disobedience and disrespect; 17. I a... like a female slave and nothing more. My role has been clearly defined, I am the property of my Master; 18. I am always in complete submission to my Master; 19. The needs of my Master are more important than my own; 20. I must be attentive to the needs of my Master and always be ready to respond to them to the best of my abilities; 21. I. Everyone laughed, well, almost everyone.After locking up Alison insisted for the first time in years in takingher son's hand. Normally he'd have pulled away but in his currentpredicament he was grateful for the relative security of his mother'sfirm grasp.They meandered along the beach road looking for somewhere to eat. Itdidn't take long as they found a nice looking diner attached to a shopthat sold all kinds of beach stuff and general seaside tat.Greeted by a pleasant, slightly plump, woman in. " I did as she asked and she stood behind me and hit me with my belt as hard as she could. I could handle the first 3 or 4 hits but after that she really began to hurt me. I tried very hard not to cry or scream to show her I was a man and could take it but she started hitting me at the same place on my ass and the pain was bringing tears to my eyes."Oh good, you are starting to cry; now beg me to stop hurting you. It turns me on to see your tears and hear your begging.A little later she said,. I felt as if I would collapse. My mouth dried up, my heart was pounding against my chest and my legs wobbled as I saw her. It was my elder sister – Amrita. I caught the sofa to balance myself, and staggeringly went around and sat on the sofa by her side.“You…. Here…..” I stammered as if I saw a ghost.Her face turned pale; and her lips quivered. She was looking down. She was dressed very elegantly, in a pair of black trousers, though fairly tight with flares at the bottom; black high-heeled.