Susannah had ordered that the Count and Countess should be bundled up every day until all the five servant women had ended their punishment. Except fo... the beginning of the evening meal the Count and Countess wouldn’t be gagged and would be attended by two servant women who would do whatever they were asked to do – eventually. Of course the servants treated the Count and Countess better than the bound servants.The gagging and blindfolding of the unfortunate five ended as more and more servants. But for me it was the opposite. Xanax not only allowed me to sleep, but it also stopped the dreams. If ever I didn’t take the pills, however, the dreams came back, even more frighteningly...The dreams, the night terrors, always with me spitting bloody teeth from my mouth, crawling on my belly, sometimes through swarms of cockroaches scurrying about the floor. And those men, their sounds, shrieks, shrill voices, their banging, clanking on the doors. The headless man at the end of the hallway,. “What’s better?”, she asked as I smelled the much stronger, pungent smell from her ankle socked foot for the next few moments. “Obviously, what I mean by better is what’s smellier and more stinky?” She pulled her foot away slightly, so that it was close to my nose, and she held her slipper right next to it. The aroma doubled as I could smell the scents emerging from both her fluffy slipper and her white sock. “Well, what’s your verdict sweetie?”, I heard her ask very sweetly while I was lost in. "Make it three months. All the housework. And you can do mylaundry too."Eric took a deep breath and opened his mouth as if he wanted to saysomething, then, just a suddenly, replaced it with a curious, puzzledlook as he searched Julia's face, as if he hoped she'd reconsider."I'm serious," Julia said. "Don't worry, I'll show you what needs to bewashed in the delicate cycle and what needs to be hand-washed, all thoselittle details. You'll be fine. You might even find you like washingsome of my.