Think aboutwhat your duties might be and also exactly how you will be expected tobehave. Now, time for bed!"It took me an age to get to sleep. I could...hardly move for the sleepingcorset and foot trainers and the thoughts that Sister Sarah had put intomy head about my future kept revolving round and round in my head like abad dream.This was the regime I had to put up with on what seemed to be a never-ending cycle. I was given the ear-rings about two weeks after my earswere pierced. Big heavy. "Shit. How can I tell Mom what kind of women I'd been attracted to? The fact is that the women I liked were all married, and all of them cheated on their husbands. They were easily defined as round-heeled sluts. But marrying one of those? Had it come up I would have run away as fast as I could, because I'd never ever marry a woman who would cheat on me as easily as I had had them cheat on their husbands."Do you insist, Mom?" Well, I'd really like to know." OK, Mom. I'll tell you about some of. I would read and read dirty stories, watch movies, masturbate during the day, meeting you every day so you could teach me more and help train my body so Peter could face fuck me and fuck me in my ass. I got a thrill coming over to your house after Peter dropped me off at night, and I still had his sperm in my ass when you face fucked me and then you fucked my asshole again. I changed from knowing nothing to now being the whore and slut that my husband wants me to be."Dr. Harris said, "Good. I raced into my room and placed my CD and rose on my bed. “Is that from your little boyfriend?” my sister teased, as I turned to leave the room. “Yeah, and we are just friends,” I retorted. “None of my friends give me roses,” she said in a superior tone. “Whatever, just tell Mom I went for a walk,” I rolled my eyes and headed out. “Heather has a boyfriend, Heather has a boyfriend!” My sister chanted over and over as I headed down the hallway to the front door. I stepped outside into the.