She let out a chilling yell, the pain was almost unbearable. He came back again. This time the whip went up her backside hitting her ass, another ver...y tender spot. Again she yelled and then started to cry. Her Master seemed to enjoy it more. Next he went after her legs causing welts to appear. She continued to cry, but it only seemed to encourage him. Her tits, the twins as he later put it, were the next targets and he hit them square on. He had lots of practice and it was evident. He then. ....It was Sunday and night in between Monday there was marriage function in our relations just 90 km away from my city ..... so all member of my family left the home so early and I was alone in home fully nudesleeping in my room on my bed ...... Our maid came to home as usually she came for dusting and washing cloth in-site of Ramu Kaka ( our servant )he was busy in kitchen at that particular time ..... as all member just left home as I have to re-join them during NightMaid was doing all her. We had one more weekend together. It was Tuesday, December the twenty-fourth when Matthew Dawkins knocked on the back door. Paige went to the door, saw it was him, and looked ashen as she fled the room. Matthew pronounced the job complete, asking me if I wanted to do a final inspection before we settled up. I heard the bus and other equipment being started as I shook my head. I’d been expecting him. I wrote the check, shook hands with Mr. Dawkins, and ran upstairs to assure Paige that I’d be. Time for me to put my plan into action, knowing that it was risky and that it might not turn out as I’d envisioned, but that it was worth the risk. Fetching my backpack, I made my way to the room that I’d remembered. As usual, the door was closed securely. None of the other doors in the house were, only this one. I took a moment to wonder about that, and then put it out of my mind, opening it up and entering. While the mirror was still there, exactly as I remembered it, the poles weren’t. A.