I went back to my sunbed and lay there for about 10 minutes without touching the remote.Sara's father came over and asked us if we'd like a drink. Jus... as he was about to ask Sara I turned the remote up to full and then down. Sara screamed, jumped up then fell back down with a long sigh. She shuddered a bit then got that satisfied smile on her face.Sara's father asked her if she was okay. When she said that she was, her father turned to me to ask me what I wanted to drink.I held the remote. The newsprint dots, the writing, the position of the people in the photograph. It was suddenly essential I see something in this photograph. Something that had to do with my new-found gift. I knew this had to do with the 'obligation' which I'd been told about during my dream.I closed my eyes and laid my hand across the paper. With a deep breath, I cleared my mind and allowed the photograph to take shape in my head. The sharpness of the image made the scene fresh and brilliant. The characters. In room C, there was a little 7 year old Amish girl who burned her self in a vat of hot oil. She had burned her face pretty badly, but she had been here for most of the month and would soon be going home. In room F, there was a 21 year old guy who was in a car accident last night. He broke his right arm in three places, broke his left arm in 2 places, had burns on his legs and back, and had multiple cuts and bruises over his whole body. I let out a sigh of relief. It didn’t sound like to much. She stood very shakily and placed her hands behind her back."Your punishment is over, Sierra," Luke said. He reached down to shorten the spreader bar a little, and then gave her a brief hug. "Follow me - you can join Cassandra in lapping up that come over there." Thank you, Luke," Sierra said, with a delicate smile. When she reached the table, she was smiling lustily as she saw the pools of semen on its surface. That's what I loved about submissive gals; she was being ordered to lick clean a.