Having seen his share of assemblies, Lefone had already learned each character and how to spot them. The debutantes freshly out in the season, despera...e to fall in love with the first person to show them attention. The spinsters, already being nagged by worried relatives that they will be a burden on their finances, desperate to find a husband to ease them of guilt. Those that he called ‘un-marriable’ — the unskilled, uneducated and highly stupid. Lefone was a man who did not tolerate fools. “You’re safe now,” he continued holding him and rubbing his back gently. Brenda came over and hugged them in a group hug.“C’mon, let’s get you some rest.” Brenda instructed. Riley’s stomach growled. Brenda smiled, “Maybe after dinner?”Riley stopped crying and gave a little smile. She lumbered upright, and asked to take a shower. Bruce of course obliged and whilst in the shower, the water couldn’t quite get hot enough, nor scrub hard enough to cleanse himself off of the night. Tears flowed. House slaves are to hold the platter for each guest. You will struggle for the first week, but you'll learn. Get used to it..."Christina chained Carie to the chair she was to serve. Her hands were free, but her neck was bound to the chair so that her head would be between the guest's knees.A large bell outside could be heard ringing, the signal for dinner. Breeders were the only ones allowed to dine with the Master. Breeders were given a certain amount of affection, to assist in the spawn's. "You didn't answer me," I said. "Now, you're going to be punished. Then,once your punishment is over, I'm going to rape you." She finally started crying then, and struggling harder then ever. Her headthrashed in the collar. I just watched for a minute, then I decided it wastime to get to work. I looked through my torture implements, and eventually settled on a knife.Cutting probably isn't my most painful method of torture, but it is quite scary.It seemed like a good starting point. The knife.