'Now, no nonsense, my dear. You know it will only mean more trouble for you,' he said as he began to untie her feet. 'Oh yes, and another thing. What do you call me?' as he gently removed the gag from her face. 'Master,' she said, the thought of receiving another whipping forcing the word out of her mouth. 'Good, you are learning. Maybe we won't have to be so brutal with you after all when your training starts.' 'Training, what training?' Willingham's eyebrows arched. 'Master,' she remembered to add. 'Your training to be my sex slave of course, stupid.' A sex slave, what nonsense was this? The whole situation was ridiculous. She was a grown woman with a PhD and she was a notable academic. This whole situation seemed ridiculous. 'Lord Willingham, this is...' 'I've been very lenient with you so far, my dear, but don't push it,' he said in a stentorian voice. 'That is twice now that you have forgotten to call me Master, the third time and it is the whip.' He spoke in his commanding voice.
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