His word is absolute as to when and how I need discipline.I must fully cooperate with my discipline. Because I own my discipline and Daddy decides, I ...must be completely obedient and do everything I am required to facilitate the process.Discipline always ends in acceptance. Discipline cannot end until I completely accept my discipline, because it is for my own good and I must own it.The first time he did this, the rules were just printed from the computer. But every time after that, he has given. I thought about Omar's words over the summer as Jennifer got fitter andas I sat around at home getting fatter. I had forgotten these wereOmar's words as they became my own thoughts.So a month after Karate lessons stopped for the summer I found myself atthe Stonehouse Street studio booking myself in for the introductory offerof ?40 for 30 days. I noticed that there were no men around and wonderedif this was a mistake..I had read up about how I should bring a tee shirt and shorts for theclass. "What the fuck are you doing," Randi heard an angry voice say behind her."Did I tell you to sit on my couch you fucking slut." Randi got up andturned around to find Michelle wearing only a black shiny leotard, blackhigh heels, and a healthy layer of makeup. Michelle walked around thecouch and slapped Randi hard across the face. "What's wrong with you?!"Randi questioned. Michelle slapped Randi again and began talkingsternly."Listen here, you little bitch. I saved your ass tonight even. I licked at her a few more times, my own waves of pleasure rushing through my body.“Lola!” she moaned.I darted up her body, my pleasure rippling through me. I kept plunging my fingers in and out of my cunt as I kissed her with pussy-stained lips. I let her taste herself on me. She gasped and stiffened. Her tongue danced with mine.It was an incredible experience. I loved her as my orgasm peaked. My entire body trembled through my rapture. I broke the kiss as my ecstasy died into buzzing rapture..