i hesitated, “Ten!” i finally replied, figuring it would be a reasonable and safe answer.
“Ten?” Mistress Danielle asked, as if astonished, and considering my answer to be self-serving. She replied: “I really don’t think that’s nearly enough for such an impudent slave.” You need more to get a better understanding of your need to obey My commands implicitly. Twenty it will be – a very lenient number indeed! You shall count and thank me for each lash, of course, just like those hapless slaves I reads about in bondage magazines.” Read more…
I saw the email at 4:06 PM, December 24. It had been sent at 3:30. “Get here within one hour and you will have the chance for a special reward.” It was from Goddess Marquesa. I sprang from my desk, told the office manager I had an emergency for which I had to leave, and raced for my car. 
INTRO: As one of the Magnificent Mistress Marquesa’s most favored slaves – so I’m told, and of course I pray that it is really true – I am privileged that I am allowed to perform many tasks in accordance with Her strict orders.
