Amazing. Christ, what a week. What an adventure. And we weren’t finished yet.“Okay, so this is Wednesday, when are you suggesting we go?”“Frid...y or Saturday. Have you a preference?”“Not really; I’ll be petrified in either case. Let’s just get it over with, the sooner the better.”“So Friday then?”“What time?”“I’ll come by around eleven, that way we can take our time.”“Sounds good. What should I wear?”“Whatever you feel comfortable in. You look hot in everything I’ve seen you in so far.”“Well, I. It is herself. If you abuse her submission, you are abusing her. So don’t do that. Respecting her submission is respecting her. So do that.Yes, this does mean that establishing good rules for the submissive is respecting her submission. It does mean that disciplining her when she is disobedient is respecting the submissive. It does also mean, however, that being oppressive is not respecting her submission. Being tyrannical, over-possessive and/or abusive is not respecting her submission.The. I have a lot of friends, but not a steady boyfriend. Many of my friends are already in serious relationships, but I can’t find the right guy. Mom says I’m too picky and dad says I just don’t know what I want. I say, I haven’t found a guy that I truly love and want to be with. I’ve dated a lot of great guys, but not one of them has truly captivated me. That was about to change. One late afternoon, my parents and I returned to the house after a long day trip. We were startled to find the lock on. Theroom was dark, lit coldly by the sterile light of a panel of flickeringcomputer monitors. Gong sat at them, watching the screens with apredatory air. He had a bandage and plastic skin around his eyes and helooked angry. A few men watched the loud game, engrossed in the replay.No hitting Gong. Not with his powers. Not a problem. I started webbinghim, mouth first. He tried to swear as he fell, arms and legs swiftlywebbed. He was unable to move. Then I moved rapidly through to theliving room,.