"He expects me to be bare-assed when he does it, and he's been touching me during and after," Lynn confessed. "Touching me a lot."

"Oh my God, Lynn! Did you tell your Mom?"

Lynn just looked at her. "I don't want to." She hurriedly added, "He treats me so good now, buys me anything I want. I could get away with murder, and it would only earn me another hot whipping."

Heather looked at her friend in amazement. "Wow! Do you like it?"

Lynn looked almost in tears. "I hate it." She heaved a big sigh. "I love it."

"Shit. Which one is it?"

"I hate that I love it."...