She looked at me and smiled, "Is he yours?"I squirmed a little as well. She wore a loose shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, which showed off a long pai...r of, tan legs and ankle socks tucked into a pair of tennis shoes. I looked up into a pair of ice blue eyes, which I could feel having seen before, maybe in a dream. Her face was common, but in that way very pretty. I remembered at once all the girls that I had loved before. Both those from afar and those from up close.I stuttered.Well, I did. I. But you miraculously not only survive, but your recovery is amazing."The human brain isn't built to survive what happened to you, but here you are, nearly well enough to get up and walk out of here. I will be telling my medical students about you for the rest of my career, and damned glad to have had you as a patient, because you've restored my faith in medicine."Thank you for making a liar out of me and not dying."He meant it."I'm pretty glad about it too, Sir," I said humbly.When he was. Next, she fitted a thick metal chain with snap hooks on both ends between the eye bolts on the spreader bar between Leah's ankles and connected the hook from the winch to the chain. Jane walked over to the green winch control box again and slowly pulled the hook up a little more than three feet. This hoisted Leah's legs a little into the air, leaving the girl hanging upside-down with her head and shoulders resting on the floor. Then she went to fetch some supplies.She returned with a tray. She gave an exaggerated “Oh.” Then promptly did it again. After she spanked herself a few times she rubbed her hand over her ass then started to lift her skirt. She slowly raised the hem of her skirt higher and higher until her bare thighs were showing above her hold up stockings. She had very smooth, creamy white thighs that were almost as pale as her white stockings. She raised her skirt higher still. Eventually she was showing white lace panties that looked like a matching set to her.