She was still on her knees and bent slightly over exposing her back to me when I move off to one side, "This is how you'll please me" I said sternly a...nd across her back went the first stroke. "I don't want to hear a sound from you whore" I demanded and across her back went the next lash. For the next several minutes I sent lash after lash across her back as she knelt there absorbing the blows with a slight whimper now and then. "So you like black cock whore?" I asked It took her a few seconds,. Her squadmates seemed to like her getup, though, so at least she had that to comfort her – that is, she did until she was instructed to remove every psychedelically-colored scrap of fabric. Now, when she looked back at the cart she was leading, she could see the workout clothes peeking out while otherwise buried underneath a mountain of equipment. The only thing that kept her going, at this point, was the hot shower that she had waiting for on the other side of those double-doors. She sighed. Once again, like previous years, she sent me a pic on her birthday. For her 17th, it was quite provocative: she was in lacy red lingerie, from the top of her head to her knees, hair covering her face. On her stomach, in bright red lipstick, was written: 1 MORE YEAR!! The tail of the R wound around her belly-button and down past the waistband of her panties. Damn. And then she sent me another one. And another. She ended up sending me about five pictures of herself, in various poses, all showing. He watched Alice make her stand, and then he watched her choose to kneel rather than be choked. He kept slowly pulling on the chain until there were only six inches on the other side of the wall. As she found herself be tugged closer to the wall, Alice finally guessed that the second hole had a deliberate purpose. She called out for Peter, she begged him to come and take her away. And then, finally, she realised she had been tricked. He had promised her that no-one would fuck her, and.