" This was, rather than a promotional claim, an accurate estimate of the Project's success rate. Approximately 1% of the participants reported an "imp...rfect" transformation, though nearly everyone was still adequately pleased with their results. An inch of height, girth, or bit of mass one way or the other was of no bother to them.Encephalon Silver is NOT responsible for "complications" caused by the experimental nature of the procedure. Your waiver has been signed and notarized. The contract. "First off, you live here with Me because you do not currently have a job...your 'job' is that of My submissive. Do you have any marketable skills that would allow you to work outside this home and support yourself?" "No sir, but . . ." SLAP! Master Thomas slapped me hard across the face. My cheek stung from the force of the slap and tears welled up in my eyes. "I said you are to address Me as MASTER slut!" He said angrily. "Yes Master. I am sorry, Master," I said, trying hard not to cry. . King promised to behave for Greta. She was the only other person he would allow to handle him.I made one other alteration. On the fore deck, I placed six barrels. I removed the tops, so they were open. I’d had a metal shaper make me six round trays. They were half as wide again as the barrels and had 20cm high sides with a locking ring under them. The trays were to fit over the barrels snugly but still be able to be lifted off.In the centre, he cut out a 10cm hole, and he soldered a 25cm high. The elderly couple might be willing to help me if I could make it to their house by the main road.Then again, was it necessary to escape? If Julia intended to keep me here for the day, alternately paddling me and assigning chores, I could probably endure that. I briefly wondered why she had chosen to hold our session here. She might have roommates or live in an apartment with thin walls. Perhaps she lived in the farmhouse with her parents. The old mobile home in the woods was a comfortable.