The meals had improved considerably and the women were looking much better. Now their ribs barely showed beneath their titties. I think they appreciat...d my strictness over the food and cleanliness but perhaps not so much my strictness over what they were supposed to do. I insisted that as I fed them well, they had to work well.On the second Saturday evening, I fully implemented my punishment system. At that time I only had a cut down table for fastening each miscreant to but it served well. Or were they both playing his game? “I need to go to the loo. Jennifer, I want you naked and bent over my desk when I return. You already know the position. Carmen, you come with me!” Just like that. I froze for a moment, but they were already leaving the office. Carmen turned around and mouthed something, and though I couldn’t hear a thing, I got the message. Keep them in. My fingers shook when I undressed, this time myself opening the buttons and zip, and folded my clothes neatly on a side. “This is Brian Ackroyd here, Inspector, Warwickshire Constabulary. We’re interested in a couple — that’s a man and a woman — whose home was apparently reduced to ashes last night. I just wondered if you had found anyone in the wreckage? Any bodies?”“Oh, good morning Inspector,” says the Station Commander, lugubriously, “No, I am pleased to say not. No signs of anyone at home. The car belonging to the couple is missing, according to neighbours, so it sounds as if the premises were deserted. The. Already, waves of entitled superiority washed over Cordelia as she took and took.“Look who's not-so high and mighty now.” Cordelia gazed at the fairy’s fogged-out eyes as a spit bubble blew out her nose from the unbridled throating. “You should know your role in life is to be a walking set of fuckholes for my pleasure.” Cordelia groaned as she pummeled the fuck-fairy's abused mouth-hole. “And I know you won't bite because you're mine, and my fucktoys never disobey." A wet spot formed between.