"You," the voice continued, tugging at my leash, "Under the curtain."You," the voice continued, tugging at my leash, "Under the curtain." I complied with the command, crawling under the curtain and coming into another wide circular area, at the center of which was a large pool. "You may stand in here," said another voice. I slowly rose to my feet, feeling the change in demands to my sore and aching muscles. The punishments of the morning had faded somewhat, but I was still aching. I looked for the origin of the voice and when I recognized the speaker, I stuttered for a moment before managing to stammer, "Ally?" Ally Kowling smiled her patented smile at me. "Hello, Ken." "What are you doing here?" She shrugged. "Acting out my fantasies, just like you. Come, I have to wash you." Ally was dressed in a tight-fitting blue-black latex one-piece and knee-high boots, which she was already in the process of stripping them off as she spoke. "Do those ears really work?" I asked. "What, these?" she asked with that marvelous smile as she batted at her ear with one hand. |