"Yes, Mistress. I am very grateful for your ahhhh.. punishment, which I properly deserve. Unghhhh...deserve and fervently desire... mmmphhhh."
"How have you treated your stepsister so wrongly?" In an attempt to gain more from this man's admission for her personal enjoyment, Zoe changed her question to a different strategy. "Was she taken against her will by you?"
"No... Well, that's not how it happened, at least."
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
"AAAAAAAAGHHH!"
"TALK! Tell me, slave, what transpired between you both then. I. COMMAND. YOU… to tell me…RIGHT NOW!"
"HAAAHHH... Yes, mistress... She was using sleeping pills every day because she couldn't sleep. One night after I went out drinking and partying, I noticed her scent and couldn't figure out why. I thought maybe she wasn't sleeping again, but I was also getting engorged with her smell and picturing her in one of her seductive, lace nightgowns."
