"Owwww!" cried Tiffany. "Stop, please stop, Mistress Janet!" cried Tiffany. Taking no notice of her pleas, Janet continued to punish her. Without re...orse or anger, even though she had boiling earlier, Janet restrained her strokes. She did not want Tiffany to plead mercy, for then she would have to stop. Instead, she wanted to make Tiffany feel quite uncomfortable for what she had done. When Janet was satisfied that the whip had done its job, she ceased. "Thank your Mistress," said. Decades ago I’d dived a basic takamakura module of wilderness tracking. The skills I’d retained were rusty with disuse, but still serviceable. Recalling lessons with each new step, I found myself instinctually looking for draglines and prints, summoning an engram to boost edge contrast in my visual cortex as I scanned the field of white around the camp. Broad feet crunching heavily through the snow, the facto following me raised its lower limbs awkwardly with each step, struggling through the. “Good, you can call her Monday morning and see if you can meet up this coming week. I agreed and she decided we had been there long enough and ushered us all out of the pool and into the changing rooms. There were no k**s small enough to need help drying off and dressing so Maureen took me and the three eldest into one of the family changing rooms. Her favourite thing was watching the elder lads dress but this time she seemed a lot more excited and called the youngest of us lads over. His name. ’ I counted a good five seconds before he decided to put me through a myriad of tests, since I was already on a hot streak I happily obliged. I’d say roughly six hours were spent with the exams, afterwards I was ready to be released. There was nothing he could’ve done to keep there anyways so I was good. I wasn’t that slow to just think that two miracles happened in a row because I wanted them to, nobody was that lucky. Once I got home all I did was inspect every inch of myself in front of the.