So, how does it feel being my slave? I don't feel one bit sorry for you, Mr.So, how does it feel being my slave? I don't feel one bit sorry for you, Mr. Hyde. You're getting just what you deserve and I'm just glad that I can be one of the people who are doing it to you." "This must be real embarrassing for you, huh? Being stripped and spanked in front of my girlfriends and jerking off and wearing baby clothes and stuff? I'm glad that it embarrasses you, because I think we should keep you like this for the rest of your life!" "Well, I gotta go now, but I just wanted you to know that I'm getting even with you and that I'm gonna do even worse stuff to you next week." With that, Linda got up to leave. She hesitated, then turned and walked right up beside Tom. Kneeling as he was on his hands and knees, his ass was still a perfect target. She reached way back and with a terrific swing gave him a very hard slap on his sensitive ass, causing him to jump and yell "Owwww!". "I'll see you next Saturday, Mr. Hyde. And so will my friends... and maybe even YOUR friends! Hahahaha! G'nite!" Even after she closed the door behind her Tom continued kneeling there staring at the floor. Very slowly he let himself collapse onto the rug with his face buried in his arms and he cried. |