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"Bob was trapped on the bed and hid behind his sheet. She meanderedrandomly through his place. When she got to the four boxes she openedthe first flap and got a glimpse of frilly things. Bob jumped upclinging onto the bed sheet and pushed her away. "Those are mine, stayout of them."Candy went and sat on his bed, she picked up the suction devices. Sherecognized them for what they were and maliciously commented, "Youwasted your money on those. It's a scam. Oh look at the long face.What's wrong Bobby?" I'm lonely and miss my wife and best friend."Candy laughed, "You mean ex-best friend don't you?" Then holding up aletter with Sue's handwriting and addressed to Candy, she waved it atBob. "I get a message from her every day. How many times have youheard from her?" Get out Candy, I'm healthy and that's all you need to know. Letter orno letter, she is still my wife!" I know I'm still working on that one."Candy stood next to the sissified Bobby and gloated, "It's no usesulking,. 153 plus 22..175.."One hundred..and..seventy five..days..Master." "That's right. 175 days you've lied to me. And you're going to count for each and everyone of them with 'I'm sorry, Master.'" Normally when he 'disciplined' me with his whip, I would tighten up my butt to ease the pain. But this time there was no use. He would start over if I did. Crack! "I'm sorry Master!" That's for the first day." Crack! "I'm sorry Master!" Two." Crack! "I'm sorry Master!"It kept going until we reached One hundred and seventy five. My ass burned. Tears were streaming down my face. I didn't scream, but I sobbed like I had watched the people dear to me die. I felt completely vulnerable and broken. "Now, will you ever lie to me again?" His hands were rubbing my ass, intensifying the pain to almost the point where it was unbearable. "No...No Master." I whispered. "I'll let you sit here and think about what you've done..and what your proper punishment should be." I heard the vibrating sound as my legs.
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