You're not crazy. I never thought you were. You're the boss. I know that now... and I'll mind you. I swear I will, if you'll only stop spanking me. It...hurts. Lord but it hurts!"Both of her buns were burning, their color having been changed from pale white to an almost neon red. Hub stared down with gloating approval at the reddened rump of the squirming, whimpering, sobbing teen-aged girl. She sounded like a chastised child, whereas only a few moments earlier she had enraged him with her. Thank god Tahir had rescued half of those left but the body count was starting to mount. Washington wasn't that pleased but after the horror stories of those he had rescued they weren't that unhappy now.Tahir wasn't that pleased either, still perplexed at Natasha's words he was wondering what in the hell was going on. Reaching out he found Natasha wondering if she could talk now. he started, here she was quiet a minute gathering her thoughts.Natasha's mouth dropped open, she had heard and. " She decided. "Time for the skirt."Bob took the skirt and held it up, not knowing if it went over the head or what."Unzip it and step in." Jane ordered. "Then just zip it back up.Bob opened the short back zipper, bent over and put his nylon-encased legs into the little skirt. He pulled it over his butt. Jane helped zip it up."Fits pretty well, don't you think?" She asked."This is the first time I've ever worn a dress, you know." Bob admitted. "I guess it fits fine, but then, what do I know?". Then the blue vision was blotted out by a sweep of black, silky hair. It caressed her face. In the middle of it were green, smiling eyes. A cloud of perfume invaded her nose. She tasted the sweetness of lipstick. Her mouth was sealed with a kiss."Hello, sweet little pussy", Angique whispered after her mouth was released again. "I am going to close your eyes."The cool silk of a blindfold sank over her eyes. It left her in utter darkness. Her heart started to race. She gasped with rising panic.