It was then he heard the familiar words "Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Henry the Hypnotist!" Time to go. Henry walked on stage, bl...owing kisses at the audience, everything about his body language thanking them for being there. He grabbed the mic and began making his usual introduction, explaining what hypnosis was, and how you can't do anything you wouldn't normally do, all the usual things to make people comfortable enough to volunteer."Now, let's get some volunteers!" Henry. I k**ded her about it and she laughed and said that wanting to get attention was one thing, but being touched behind her daughter’s back was another. That was what pissed her off.I dropped the subject as it was late and was not interested in sounding like I was judging her behavior or dress.My class I was instructing came to an end and I had a few days off. I flew to Ellington Field south of Houston, picked up a car, and drove to see M. Another banner greeted me as I drove into her driveway.. Pulling out a parachute cord cat-o-ninetails, I glanced over at her ass gently thumbing the hard fused ends of the nylon cord. “twenty strikes for forgetting your place.” “Please master a filthy slave like me deserves thirty for her transgression.”grinning inwardly sometimes I forgot how fun it was to play with her. “you dare suggest that my punishment not be enough?”she shook softly whether it was fear or anticipation I may never know. Finally Sprite chimed up.“no Master your punishments fit. At no time did Sally even utter a noise. Once when the water hit her nose, she did cough. That was reassuring to me, I mean I was glad she was still living, but for the life of me couldn’t understand how she could be so out of it.After a few minutes the water coming off her body was clear and clean. It was time for me to be the same way.Adjusting the spray and the faucet handles, I got the water nice and warm, returned the sprayer to the holder, and stepped into the tub to rinse. It felt good.