I sent you a text. Go there and do whatever you are told to save your husband,” he hung up.I checked the address and reached the place. It was a big...bungalow, there are so many people and all looking at me. I was in the same dress from the last night, even without makeup, haven’t even brushed the teeth yet.I walked in with fear and hesitation. He was there, and he moved his hands and signaled me to go near him. I went to him. He slapped me so hard, I fell on the floor, all the guy’s stood there. Even the truck rental places," he continued."This is 2044, and they aren't open, not even at the airport!" I asked in surprise."Not in McAlester, and the airport doesn't have a car rental place," he answered. "I wouldn't be open either except I have a lot of work, and I'm behind on it," he told us."When are they open?" Laura asked."Monday thru Friday; 8:00 to 5:00," he replied."I'll have to return next week and rent a vehicle. It won't be a problem to return here. It just won't be all that. You don’t have to use that on me.”“For that comment, you have earned an extra two strokes, so now there will be eight. Turn your head so you don’t see me and be sure and thank me.”I was about to cry, but I didn’t want to get him even more upset with me. My poor bottom felt like it was on fire, but yet I was still feeling strange sensations.Then I heard the whip in the air, but didn’t feel it. When it finally made contact with my poor completely exposed bottom, it really hurt. Actually, it. What was she doing? He thought to himself. Then it hit him. Kayla was masturbating. He stared at her tanned back, and long, golden hair before clearing his throat.‘Ahem,’ Kayla’s father said from the doorway.‘Oh my God!’ screamed Kayla, pulling her earphones out and jumping up, wrapping her shirt around her. She decided to try and play it cool, even though her mind was thumping.‘Hey D-Dad, what’s up?’ she stammered. ‘I told you to knock before you come in, remember?’ she said, walked over to.