"Are you alright? I shouldn't have hit you so hard, I am sorry," "Don't be silly. I am alright. It's just the pain... just too much." She began rubbin... her hot, red ass. "I think this much should be enough for today, right?" "Yes, yes, sure." * Since that night, we must have had such sessions, at least three times a week. She was really enjoying the pain. We have tried various things in our little sessions over the time. Things like she being gagged and tied the whole night, plug in her ass. It all adds up."Marilyn sat silent, stone faced, looking out at the mountain. She sipped a weak drink, much more orange juice than alcohol, frowned. "Shit. I'm surprised you can do it for that. What about an auctioneer?" I've done more charity auctions than I can shake a stick at. I'll do it as part of my fee. Plus cleaning and jewelry rental, of course." Keep 'em to paste." Marilyn gazed back over the mountains. "You sure you can do this in ninety days?" Tomas knows somebody at the station.. He then smiled sharply, as if he had made a joke. The look on both their faces told them they knew it wasn't funny at all. Bob nodded his acknowledgement and stopped messing with the suit. Instead he sat motionless in The Chair, arms resting on its sides.The slightly morose look on his face implied he might just as well have been shackled to that chair. The thought that he had actually done cartwheels when they'd told him he had been selected, brought a smile of irony to his face. But he still. It was my bad luck. I cursed the day and turned the scooty back. I have to find another way to bypass the block. I rid it back a lot. I think it was almost an hour passed from my start. Since my friend left her home to town I was unable to go back and settle there. At last I found another way parallel to the road. It was a much more deserted way. I had fear in me. But I was hungry, since it was almost 7.45. 4 hours passed from tea and I was much more afraid of the cold that may get. So I have.