She was just happy that she hadn’t let him have her sexually, had he paid her back she would have let him. She snickered, there’s an upside to eve...rything, at least she wouldn’t have to live down that particular humiliation, puppy dog eyes notwithstanding.“Look Marian, I have a proposition for you,” he said. She gave him a look. The man had steel balls, she thought. No conscience, but balls of hard metal for damn sure.“Okay?” she said. She figured it, the proposition, was one of two things.. " "Then it shall definitely be seventy-five cuts with the cane," she stated. "That should ease your anxiety somewhat and correct this inexcusable behavior." Thank you, Mistress," I said. "I want you to go down to the dungeon and wait for me," Danielle instructed. "I need to change into something more appropriate for your punishment." She paused for a moment as she uncrossed her legs, offering me a brief glimpse of stocking tops and black garter tabs. "Will I have to bind you to the bench, or do. I didn't hear you come in. Did you get to see the sights like you wanted to?" Steph laughed at the question, "Well it sure as hell beat watching my brother pretty much dry hump you." Amanda nearly giggled at that, "Yeah I know what you mean. Nate is really something. He was nice enough to let me read his upcoming book before it hit the shelves once he found out I love his books." Steph sort of smiled at that, "Yeah that's Nate for you. Nice to the core. Especially once he finds out you like. He didn't have time to dick around with some confused gumshoe."That's OK, I'm not interested in anyone else," he responded, having found the reservoir to respond somewhat calmly, an idea growing which gave him the confidence to withhold his anger and frustration. "I'll tell you what, Mr. Wittmore, I think we can come to an understanding if you can do me a little favor." Yeah?" Harry was intrigued but cautious about what he might be asked to do for the amount of money they were talking about.