Video calls were pretty rare, so I usually spent the rest of my workday gaming or surfing the web.After a couple of hours of work, I finished my daily... quotas and decided to lie down for a nap. When I woke up, I logged back on to the forum and looked back at the exercise bike story to see if the author had updated. To my surprise, the post was gone. I dug deeper and realized the author was no longer a member either. There was no admin note of a suspension or anything, so he obviously just. ”“You shouldn’t go in your sister’s rooms,” Diana chided. “Which sister is this?”“Lexi,” I answered. “The middle one.”“The blonde one with the great rack?” Triss asked. “Is she a bitch?” She turned to the others. “She seemed like a bitch when we met her.”Naomi seemed confused. “How do you guys know each other’s families? You live with your sister? Does she know you’re an escort?”“He lives with his sisters to save rent while they go to OCU,” Diana lied. “Continue, Ben. Everyone else shut up.”“So. She normally has a beautiful body with skin that is smooth and milky but now she looked like an injured toy. I had taken something away from her. Her natural beauty was not there. Now she looked damaged and no longer perfect. I listened to her babble and tears but only heard complaints about the pain she felt. She was hurting but not trying to change her state. She seemed satisfied with being the victim of my whipping. In order to find out how she felt about me I untied her and ordered. It was then that Daphne bounced (yes, bounced! Who would have thought that a few months back?) into the kitchen."Are you ready for this check up then, coach?" she said, smiling."Absolutely," I replied, pulling myself back to the job in hand. "Get yourself off to the gym." Yes, Ma'am!" Daphne replied. Ever since we'd started using the hood and wrist cuffs in the early stages of her training, she'd kept up a sado-masochistic banter that was playful but, at the same time, almost serious."And.