It was almost like the plot of one of those horrible B-Movies that Triton-Day was constantly promoting. A peek behind that door forever ended the pers...onal aspects of their relationship.The voice had been Isabel’s alright, and she was far from alone. The woman C.J. thought she loved was spread out, disrobed, on the bed, accompanied by two young men as naked as she was. C.J. recognized both of them as up and coming actors, each the star of a newly released hit film. Triton-Day had been trying to. This turned me on again and I was barely able not to play with my penis. I took a new pair of thongs and put them on. It was time to punish myself again for all the dirty thoughts I had.I took of the top and bra and got some rope. I tied it around my chest and squeezed the nipples. Then I got an ice cube and started rubbing it against my nipples. They grew a bit and I put the clothespins on them again. Then I found an improvised spreader bar and bound my legs on it. They were spread a lot and. My phone rang as I started the ignition."Are you there, Steve?" Yeah, I'm here; I'm one car behind you," I said as I pulled out. "Do you have her?" Oh yeah; between the job you did on her tail light and the reflectors, I couldn't lose her if I tried."Just then the knot in my stomach got bigger as I watched them turn ahead of me. "Well that rules out Barbara's place," I said over the phone."Huh," was Brad's confused response."Barbara's place, where she's supposed to be going ... it's the other. What had i done? Had i failed already, or was this partof the lesson? His voice gave me the answer almost immediately. "I did not give you permissionto move those arms. An early lesson for you, slave." There was a lump in my throat as i hurriedly returned my arms to their formerposition. The second blow came without warning, not even the prescience afforded bythe movement of air. His slap was still tingling on my skin, the heat beatinginto my tender breast, as His voice came again. "I did not.