I want to strip those from you, layer by layer, while I see you eagerly suffering, until there is only your submission left. Think of it as creating t...e perfect, willing slave, who never questions an order, no matter how revolting or depraved it may be. Whose only aim is to please her Mistress with every fiber of her body. But that takes a long, long time. And I’ve never gotten there with one of my sluts before, so I can’t really say how long it takes." Your teachers…" Helen thought aloud."Yes,. ” She watched as the two strangers, to her, approached our waiting selves.“Have a seat,” I said. They did so.Seated, I glanced toward Penelope and introduced my new girlfriend.“Penelope Hardy this is Glory Harris, Grant, this is Glory,” I said. The two of them smiled and voiced their acknowledgements of the introductions.The touring waitress, Arlene, came up to us and drinks were ordered; well, she’d been cued as soon as Glory and I had arrived; I was well known at the Pasture as was Penelope. Gold hoops were stuck through the holes I'dmade in my earlobes. I balanced expertly on my two-inch heels and dida twirl so he could take it all in. In my practiced girly voice, Itold him that I'd found a way we could continue to run father/daughtercons.I thought he'd be all proud of me, but instead he just frowned and saidthat it wouldn't work. He told me to "take all that crap off," and Istarted kind of crying a little. I tried to turn away from him when Itook my bra off, but he slapped me. I'd chosen to set off from Lyon because that way my starting point would be much further down the line than Cody's so I'd be well ahead of her; that way there was little chance of us running into each other during the journey.Javier stayed at the station with me until the first train to Paris arrived and when it did, he wished me a safe journey the way only a Frenchman could another male. Somewhat embarrassing for my repressed English character to get accustomed to.The express train took me.