Each offers something the other does not. Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She...is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of humiliation. She is not the type of woman I’d look twice at on the street, but she has a magnetic property to her. I am very drawn to her object. "What're you doing?" You squeak indignantly and Sam gives you that lazy gaze like she's not wearing your bra and gestures at the television."Tuesday Night Movie Madness." She says like you should already know, and you do, but she knows very well that's not what you're talking about."No, What're you wearing?!" You bark looking pointedly at the bra she's wearing ridiculously on the outside of her pyjamas."Oh, this old thing?" She asks glancing down at her chest before shrugging. "I found it under. You then threw them on the floor for me to deal with later. You put one finger on the side of my nostril to shut off my air. You waited until i was thrashing and struggling for air. You giggled as you pulled the tampon plug out from my throat opening. I was forced to swallow everything in my mouth in one big gulp, in order to get my first breath of air! "Hahaha! Very good, slaveboy. Its hard when you have to swallow it all so quickly, isnt it? Now for your final laundry duty. That lovely shit. It was clear that thelabor division from before made no sense anymore. The girls were unfit todo the hard work. They decided to switch to more basic labor divisionrules, with the ?males" responsible for the hard work of working thesoil, while the ?girls" would take care of planting the seeds and caringfor the plants.Hard work was welcome, it distracted them from their situation, but somefifteen days after the arrival, ignoring the gender was no longerpossible for Paul. He began feeling some.