She would have to enter the domeand make her way to the hearth she realized grimly. It would let her doso, she knew that much. But it was going to be ...gony for her until shecould convince the ward that it should make an exception for her andthose like her now. If she couldn't do that then this home would standempty and there would be nothing anyone like her could do about it. Shewas the sole author of what was writ here now and only she had the rightto change it.She looked down at her distended. They were all dressed the same as she was. Kevin introduced each one. Lisa had blue gray eyes and long light brown hair down up in French braids. Diana was a blond with green and her hair appeared to be longer than Mary's and also done in a French twist. Mary noticed at this time that all the women had bangs of some sort or another. The last woman was Cindy. She seemed to be of Asian mix with medium length black straight hair and brown eyes. Her hair was done up in a bun. Diner was served. You'll report to me at 10.30pm in pyjamas. And don't think your bottoms will be getting off lightly.”“No, Miss. Thank you, Miss...”oOoIt was almost a quarter past eleven when the pair arrived back at the dorm common room where Melissa was waiting for them. She held up a porcelain jar.“A soothing rub, guys? Or is it straight into wild coupling?” Tara looked to Samantha who nodded at the jar.“My money's on even hotter sex when my bum isn't quite so blazing.”“Same here, Sam. That leather thing is. ." Christina reached to the shelves and picked up a white leather collar. She fastened this to Carie's neck tightly and stepped back to smile at her work. "There's a good house-bitch. As a house slave, you will clean and maintain the Master's home and service him sexually as needed." But I..."*SLAP!* "Slow learning today, eh bitch? Well that's okay, Master left specific rules for breaking you in." Christina unfolded a letter from her pants and read out loud: "Should the bitch, that's you, speak.