“Kristi is your slave,” Mistress Gloria said, “but you need to know what are her limits–what is pleasure for her and what is punishment.” “I don’t understand,” Master Jeremy replied. “Puddy tat!” Mistress Tracey yelled out. “Go get the ping pong paddles... and a small pillow” “Yes, Mistress,” puddy tat shouted out as she ran for the cabin to get the paddles. “Do you know what a pain slut is?” Mistress Sam asked Master Jeremy. “Sort of,” he replied. “It is someone who gets off from pain.” “In the right setting, Jeremy,” Mistress Gloria said, “in the right setting.” She paused to look down at holly and added, “... unless they are a pure pain slut.” “Does such a thing exist?” Master Jeremy asked. Puddy tat had returned by then. Mistress Gloria took the paddles from her and then said, “Holly! Present for punishment over the end of the table. You may use the pillow for padding.” Holly picked up the pillow and placed it between her front and the edge the picnic table before leaning over and extending the upper part of her body over the top of the table.
