Erica then quickly rose from her seat, and strode forcefully out of the library. Sex Janet expected that Andrea would join them, but she was puzzled at her absence. “Well now, I see that at least one of my girls can obey instructions,” said Erica. “Mistress, I. . …want to talk to you,” began Janet. “Turn them over,” Erica ordered. Janet watched as Erica brushed her long black hair, and used a hair dryer. “Janet, on the table over there is a wooden box. When the blow was delivered, Janet had been fearful that it would be a flesh-shattering stroke. Except that she had paid dearly for this, with the stripes on her body. There wasn’t anything for her to do but wait patiently for the arrival of the Maid. What a mess!” Janet got up from the bed, and realized what a mess she had been sleeping in. Then you shall have the crop instead. “Mistress Erica cares for her slaves,” said Janet. I really am, I’ll do just anything to make up for that. Then you shall have the crop instead. Tiffany looked over at Erica, who signaled something that Janet couldn’t see in her haze of tears.
