‘I work for Wallace Enterprises, which is owned by Sean Wallace. Mr. and Mrs. Wallace have already warned me that you might try threatening me with ...termination and have assured me that I am safely in their employ. Now is there something further that I can do for you?’ ‘Did Wallace instruct you to restrict Mark Morris’ system access?’ demanded Folsom. ‘I suggest that you discuss that with Mr. or Mrs. Wallace. Good day.’ Folsom and Morris were left on the call without Brian once he hung up. ‘You. He had come a long way but not so far as she wouldn’t take great delight in verbally booting his backside at backsliding. Another grimace, but this time whether or not at the thought of what she would do or at the murdered metaphor he wasn’t certain..... That was better; humour and a rueful internal admission of mentally slacking off a bit, acceptable in the circumstances but not to be wallowed in. Actually he’d had a damn good time today, he always did with her, but today had been more than. P: yes so?R: I ‘m here for revenge to spank the shit out of you.P: you naughty.I moved her and by now her pain was reduced very much.She was on her fours(like a dog) and I started spanking her with the stick. The stick broke after 5-6 shots and she was enjoying it. So I started hitting her with my hands and the ass cheeks turned red and she was in immense pleasure. She asked me to kiss her and said to me: I only saw this in porn films and never tried it. It was amazing. Love you rahul.I didn’t. " she replied. After ordering I said, "Now, while we wait, let's see if we can figure out what is going on with us." "I've been thinking about it a lot while we watched the game Master. I have even tried to say your name, but when I try to say anything other than Master, the pain in my head starts." I looked her in the eye and said, "Call me Andrew." "Yes Andrew, Master." She replied and then hung her head and balled up her fists. "That didn't really help Master,.