Do you understand me?” “Yes Mistress. I understand you.” “Good. I will be home in ten minutes sharp. B...e downstairs and ready for your daily spanking. Are my wishes clear?” “Yes Mistress. Um, Mistress, may I ask a question please?” “Go ahead, little girl.” “When can I go home, Mistress? I really miss my master.” I hoped I hadn’t hit one of her raw nerves. Getting on her wrong side could earn me extra. Obviously, you are free to proceed as you please and I’m grateful that you would read any of them at all. But you will get a much fuller and more rewarding picture if you follow the stories in their natural order. One final note before I frustrate you to the point of wishing you’d never clicked here. These tales are my first attempt at story writing of any kind. I welcome and appreciate any and all feedback but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you’re too harsh, I will delete. You will probably be happy to know that Dad thinks you should kick my ass out of the house and file for divorce immediately. He also says you would never to do that because you are too much a gentleman. “Mother suggested that you and I go out to dinner tonight, someplace comfortable, so that we do not have to talk at home. Maybe we can figure out what to do next. Even if we don’t, we will at least have a good meal. So I made a reservation for 8 o’clock at Francesco’s. If you want to go, meet. Barbara navigated through the menus until she got to the setup menu. "Thereit is," she said with excitement.Barbara brought up the menu page, the page showed placement for four camerasacross the page and five rows down for twenty cameras within the house.Barbara quickly scanned the menu options and selected the option thatenabled all cameras. The system prompted her for audio, which she selected.The screen refreshed and all twenty cameras displayed video within thehouse. Halfway down the page.