"You wanted to be punished some more, you'll get your wish, and this will definitely hurt you more than it will hurt me." With that, he brought the pa...ddle down flat on her stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Her skin immediately flared bright red from the rough sandpaper surface, and he immediately applied another half dozen strokes in the general area. Then he methodically worked up each side, scoring hit after hit on her tender flesh. He delivered two flat blows to each of her tender. With this many there was no way that she could lose! The palace was as good as theirs. She would so enjoy the sounds of the ever last master screaming as she tortured him over and over. It made her tremble the more she thought of it!A sudden commotion near the front of the palace gates drew her attention. What in the hell was going on? Looking out she saw that the ever last master was walking out of the gates alone!? A wicked smile came to her lips then she stopped short as she was about to. She put the mobile phone on the nearby table, stood up and smoothed down her skirt, and walked to the door. She said through the intercom, “Who is this?” A voice came back. “It’s Damon. We met at lunch.” Em was uncharacteristically taken aback. “Oh,” she said, “What are you here for?” The voice responded, “I rather think I’m here for you.” Em's mouth went dry. She opened the door. “You’d better come in then,” she said, her nipples hardening and her pussy getting moist. He entered the room. "Malcom smiled. "All of us live in a digitally connected world. You havemultiple communication devices with you as you stand there. There'snever a moment or place it seems that you can truly disconnect from theworld and live a more simple life. Most people dream of such a life,even as they receive twenty messages from work and their family in thetime it takes to go to the bathroom." The crowd laughed. "The old westis simple, unhindered, and unstructured. A guest can take full controlto live.