The lights outside her cell flipped on, and she growled in frustration. Hurrying, she got the robe back on and set the pen on the clipboard. The sound...s of steps clicked on the floor, and Heather was sitting in the middle of her cell when the stereotypical looking doctor walked up."Fondelberg?" she asked."Excuse me?" Nothing, you looked like someone I know," she said. It was a lie. The man was too young to be any doctor she would have ever seen. Most of the obg/yn's she had ever seen were pervy. Michael made sure he hit her from ankles to ass and occasionally across her upper back and shoulders. He made sure the some of the swipes would curl around her body striking her pussy. He had her turn a few times so that he could flogger her front especially her breasts. Finally her body gave him a sign that she had had enough and he stopped. Stacey, untie your slave sister, Michael ordered. Stacey said yes Master, and did as ordered. Once Silk was untied, she helped her to kneel at Masters. As we eat and chat I begin to realize that I could listen to and look at her all night. We decide on another walk, towards the water this time, only a few yards away from the restaurant. She takes my hand and we drift into the tree line a bit. We come to a stop, well hidden from prying eyes and I mention that I would love to sit and talk even more. She nods with a small smile and I slowly take off my shirt revealing a tank top underneath. I place the shirt on the sand so she can sit down on it. Suddenly i find myself sat in a taxi. Before i can scream, I realise it is you who grabbed me. You gesture at me to be quiet and I sit silently while we travel to wherever you've chosen.We arrive at a desolate looking building and you take me to a flat. I'd been dancing all night, my feet hurt and I'd work up quite a sweat.'You don't smell fresh slave' you announced when we got in.With that, you remove all of my clothes roughly and stood me in the shower.You turned the water on, and it was ice.