I wanted so bad to sit back on my heels, but as I lowered myself a bit, he would sting me with the whip making me jolt back into position. My throat ...was getting dry and scratchy. I repeated the whole thing 5 times and I was crying hard by the time I was finished. Master had whipped me at least 20 times for lowering myself or shifting my weight from one knee to the next. By the last time I read it, I could hardly see from the tears filling my eyes. When I was finished I placed. She liked the humiliation of it, the degradation of declaring herself purchasable. The ancient and basic equation never failed to work: what a man can buy he can also own …a whore is a woman for sale, objectified, low and filthy … a man has an ultimate freedom and control with a whore, he can do exactly as he pleases. But more fundamental and primary is a woman declaring herself as a man’s personal slave and property …it is an all-inclusive “gift certificate”. She pranced in front of the. He was a natural wizard when it came to anything electronic. Despite his being behind a desk most of his life, he still managed to keep trim with a strict regimen of exercise. He was taking this particular trip for a take-over meeting in England.The third passenger was a young boy by he name of Barry Lockridge and his dog, Chipper. He was just recently orphaned and was on his way to England to be raised by his maternal grandparents. At fourteen, he was shy and inexperienced in sex.And finally. Westervelt began speaking in his role as host. He thanked everyone for coming, told them of the reason for this party, and introduced Gerald's mother. Then he had Anne and Gerald come forward as he made the formal announcement of their pending union.Gerald made a short little speech of thanks to the Westervelt family, and to the guests for coming. The staff had moved throughout the room handing out glasses of champagne for the toast. When Gerald was finished, Mr. Westervelt offered the toast to.