I suspect that one day I'll need that, but am still surprised when the moment comes.It seems easy enough as I stand on the mat, gripping the bar above... my head. But easy quickly turns to frightening when I see the whip in Mistress' hand. It's that long, coiling whip I have seen once before, when she used it on that mannequin. I've seen what it can do and to know that today I'll be the target is scaring the shit out of me, frankly said."Today your only restraint is your own self control." The. When Allison let out a little giggle from the tickle of her hand, Hazel let out a short, uncontrolled giggle, too. If she wasn’t such a comical character, she’d be a scary one. ‘You are an old soul, my dear,’ she said gasping for breath, as if each breath would be her last, looking up at her and making eye contact. She spoke in a trembling and feeble, high-pitched voice. ‘You have had many lives and shall have two more.’ With a face full of trepidation, Allison consoled her fears with. She rang the number of a private detective agency that she always used when discretion was required."Can I speak to George please,” she said to the secretary.For a moment there was music on the line. "George Watts here." Miss Clearmont. I wonder if you could do a little research for me in the next day or two." For you. I am sure that we can." I need information and a watch kept on a Mrs. Lorde,” she said"Ahem." For a moment there was silence as George thought about customer confidentiality. The. You will open your legs and look at the reflection of your cunt in it," he continued. Kavya knew exactly the spot, he was talking about as it was her favorite spot to hang out but she can't understand the mirror thing. Her alarm woke her up in a startle the next morning. "Was it a dream?" she wondered. She got the answer sooner than expected when she found a gold framed mirror on the side of her bed.That night, Kavya sat in her room asking herself what she should do. It was already 2:30 and as.