.." Laura whimpered."LIAR! And it's MASTER Jan! You got that, slave?!" Jan asked as he struck her ass cheek with the whip. "AHH!!!" Laura cried out as...she felt the whip hit her bare ass cheek."I'm sorry!" She cried out. But he struck her other ass cheek as well. "Baby, stop! Please!" They had agreed on a safeword, but she hadn't spoken it. "I can't help it! It's the effect I have! Please, make it stop! I'll do anything!" she cried, struggling against the cuffs. "You'll do anything?" Jan asked. Sleep was longer coming for me. I was plagued by a sudden return of depression, as well as regret over what Jully and I did. Finally I drifted off to an uncomforting sleep.When morning came I was awake first. Always was an early riser. I carefully removed myself from Jully's arms and showered. Then I came back and dressed silently. This done, I walked into the living room to be miserable and alone with the uncomforting thoughts I knew so well. I was so absorbed with self-loathing that I did not. Smaller ships were more difficult targets. We didn't know what other surprises might lay in wait for us, and he wasn't taking chances. One of our first weapon designs was still among the most effective at longer ranges.As soon as he discovered that the enemy had also greatly improved their own shields, he ordered hypermissles to be used as the primary weapon. They didn't give a shit about shields, as they weren't in the same dimension when they passed the defenses. The trick was in calculating. He was not talking to a skeptic but perhaps a new believer.“You have seen a Yowie? Come, come into my office.” he took Lindsey by the elbow and led the way into the tiny room that was only big enough for a desk and two chairs. There were also numerous books on Big Foot adorning the shelves that were placed high on the wall so as not to cut into the limited room space. He sat and signaled Lindsey to sit on the other chair. “So you have seen a Yowie?”“No, not seen one, well maybe but not.