"He set all the items down on the counter.Governess said, "Look at me."Slowly, he raised his eyes, hoping to see some compassion. Instead, he found fu...ry."Do you think that this crap is really worth anything! This won't train you to be a sexhound slut. Jesus." Governess swiped everything off the counter.The clerk said, "Hey, lady!"She grabbed him by the arm and led him back to the wall. "Here. This plug, and this one and this one and this one." Henry almost fainted. They were large and fat and. Sexy slut now stop that and stand waiting in the corner and no the skirt and blouse stay off. I hear the lock and he is there with a rubber mac in hand – put this on and follow me – I slip the mac on – cold against my skin – I totter behind like a faithful hound back to the house. Mac off now, right sit in this chair – leash off but collar remains in place – ropes appear and I am secured to the chair with tits exposed and nipples on view – lots of rope and he sits looking at my hardening. The navy will be both planetary as well as space,though some will be either or both. While some spacecraft will be carriers for planetary ships. Then there are the Sentinels.’ Gesturing at the figures on top of the buildings. ‘Which will encompass stealth units with assassins and security forces being but two examples. Oh and master, we are needing more bondings to be allowed for instructors and Night-terrors.’ ‘What do you mean by ‘Night-terrors’?’ Asked Laria. ‘Hey I’m serious.’ She whined. Do you understand?” She nodded. “Say it out loud and address me properly.” “Yes, Master, I understand.” The words were new and unfamiliar but somehow comfortable. He began fairly gently, slapping her right cheek first then the left. She kept count as the strokes become harder but not regular or predictable. She thought he might stop at twenty but he didn’t and she was glad as she was ready and willing and even anxious for more. When he got to thirty, he said “Your ass is such a wonderful.