“yours, sir.” She replied quickly. “louder.” He spoke. She could feel the riding crop slap her inner thigh again. She gasped as a puddle of ...et started to form beneath her. “yours, SIR” she belted out. He caressed her face with the fur glove thanking her for answering. Sir worked at keeping slave guessing with the crop and the flogger working their way over her breasts and down to her thighs. Heat and tingles were exploding all over her front side. She loved the torture, the beating, the. Initially I wasn't going to send it, because Kacie was in the tub when I took the photo, and while she was covered in bubbles you could still see she was naked."What the hell!” I thought "It can't do any harm as Kacie is not exposing anything, and I'm only showing him the hot tub anyway."With that thought in mind, I sent the photo across with the others. Little did I know what the result of that would be!!I had assumed he would say something about the photo being a bit overexposed (Yeah, we. I'll miss you too, but I need to go. It's my last chance to convince my mother that our relationship is good for all of us," she said. "Besides, I think you and Patrick need some time alone."The limo picked them up for the ride to the airport, and Patrick and I waved goodbye from the porch."What now?" I asked, as we went back inside."Whatever you want," he said, and gave me a hug.We returned to the kitchen and got another cup of coffee. Over the next couple of hours, Carlos and the other. Jeremie had pointed out before that when I got scared I lashed out or ran away. I never really noticed until someone pointed it out though. I shrugged, curling up under my blankets, not wanting to talk anymore. "Can I just go to sleep?" Sure." What's your name again?" I asked with a yawn."I'm Dr. Schroeder."I giggled, thinking how similar Schroeder and Schaeffer sounded in my drugged mind. I could feel myself falling into a deep sleep, unsure if it was the drugs or if I was actually that tired..