<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/10gcv3q.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Amanda</span></strong></div></div><br/>Very cute how she thinks she is moneyed and so secure.  Instead of handing me one of the four notes I gave her she takes a note from her purse.  I take that, take the ones I had given her and deduct a note, leaving her three.  I take her purse away.<br/><br/>I look at the three notes, fold them, lean forward and tuck them into her bra.<br/><br/>“You can earn euros, borrow or even steal them from others at Mistress’s, but . . . ”   Shaking my head at my naughty student, I smile cruelly again, “Now for the ropes, Vajayjay.”<br/><br/>“You are to do as you learn what is desired of you.  No questions.  It is Mistress’s will always.  All submit to her.”<br/><br/>Perhaps it is cruel to say, but disappointingly, only mildly so: “You shall never dissemble with the Mistress.”<br/><br/>“You will only love what you are commanded, never less.”<br/><br/>“Do you not love your new life so far?”<br/>