The ride back to the estate was pure agony, even in the comfort of the expensive limo. Every part of her body was in torment from the attentions of Ms. Taylor. She still had open oozing cuts on her backside and breasts from the cane that the woman so loved. Each movement of the car elicited a soft moan from her.

As the car rolled up to the door of the estate, Steve and Eve both stood ready to receive her. It was evident that a phone call had preceded the arrival as they were both ready with blankets against the chill of the ocean wind.

Opening the door, Steve leaned in and then stopped looking at you.

"My God" the words escaped before he knew he had uttered them.

Lifting you gently, he removed you from the car and turned expecting to let Eve wrap you in a blanket. Instead he came eye to eye with Master Stephen.

Looking you over from head to toe, a deep snarl escaped from his lips "That bitch" and he snatched you from Steve's arms and turned to carry you in the house, up the stairs and, even in your semi-conscious station, you noticve that he goes to his apartment not yours.

Laying you in the huge bed, he begins barking orders to Steve and Eve including one to Steve to call Dr. Peterson, a name you had not yet heard.

As Eve cared for your battered body, you can hear Stephen talking softly to Steve at the foot of the bed.

"That bitch has gone to far this time. She knew how bad I wanted that piece of property and this is her way of making sure that I know that she holds the key to the sale going through. This is the last time she will pull something like this on me. As soon as the paperwork is filed and the sale is final, I want you to start contacting the Board of Directors for the school. You know the file we have been keeping on the bitch. Make it available to all of them. I will contact the Chairman and arrange for him to call a board meeting. I am sure the bitch has a similar file on me, so it will be necessary to short stop that effort on her part. Put Gregory on that project. Fill him in and he will know exactly what to do. What that bitch doesn't know is that I hold title to the house she is living in and to the car she is using. I also own the bank where she does her financial dealings. Before I am through, she will be here begging for a handout. Then we will see how she likes a taste of her own medicine."

Turning he walks to the side of the bed, leans down and looks you in the eyes.

"You have done well Abby. You will be rewarded for your loayalty to me."

Stroking a wisp of hair from your teared stained haggard face, he leans down and kisses you softly on the forehead, about the only spot on your body that isn't marked or bruised.

Steve and Eve both looked at each other incredulously. Never had either one of them seen Stephen show such a sign of affection or tenderness.

"As soon as the Dr. arrives have him deal with her. Leave her in my bed. I will sleep on the couch in the sitting room next door. Steve, get busy with my instructions. Eve, see that she gets everything she wants or needs."

Turning on his heel, he strides out of the room leaving both Steve and Eve to their instructions and you to your misery.