" I realize this. I am grateful you are serious about wishing to be a good slave. I will not forget what you are doing for me. I intend to reward you ...or this when the Conclave is done." Will you be rewarding me in the same way Mistress Freya attempted, master?"Roquan's eyes flared anger at this. "We have discussed that before, Amanda. That is certainly not something I intend to do to you." Why not?"Roquan paused, looking at Amanda strangely, furrowing his brow. "What?" I said, why not, master?. After all, even the Goddess had her demonesses.Presently it was difficult to see how the demonesses could have been any crueler than the human females were to this beauty of a boy. Impaled on a studded, slightly pyramid-shaped pole, his legs and arms stretched out to the side with ankles and wrists attached to a sturdy iron frame so that his hands and feet stuck out. Heated needles had been pushed underneath the nails of his toes and fingers and a few into his nipples. The rope, the other end. As soon as I dress I return to your office and again I'm photographedthen told to stand at attention with my head bowed down as you downloadthe photos to your computer, edit them, then load them up to a websitethat shows the days activities, starting with me nominally as a male andending with me shown in my French Maid's uniform. Then the before and after photos are uploaded to a commercialbefore/after transformation website with a link back to all of my photos.My humiliation is. Ephus mouth dropped open, from what he felt no one knew of nor had ever heard of many of the things that he considered everyday things.A further search revealed that there were no cars, only carts, wagons and what?! Chariots!? Ok, now he was really confused. Shaking his head a thought accrued to him, they had traveled back in time? From all he saw it seemed to be the only thing that made sense.Ephus looked up as they appeared to have reached the destination that the small boy had spoken of."I.