Janica let herself fall back, her shoulder blades touching the hard table surface, and her enormous breasts jiggling on impact as her blond hair framed her head like a halo. Her legs were still spread.<br/><br/>On his command she reached out with one arm, gathering up collar, leash and whip, as the index finger of her other hand touched her lips and in her best imitation of a naive little girl she replied "Oh no, I would not want to be punished by you. Who knows what nasty things you would to to me." As her last sentence ended, her arm came around and handed him the requested items.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>