I was lead into a basement, placed into a small metal cage and the lights turned off; I was now alone with my own thoughts for company as to what she ...ad planned for me. I have no idea how long I was in the cage but my mistress returned, and tuning on the lights I could see that she had changed into a tight latex catsuit, with thigh high boots, still with a killer heels. She simply pointed to a pile of clothing, and I knew to put them on; a deep satin suspender belt with six straps, shear black. ”“What does Siobhan’s Clan think of gaining two children?”“Our relationship to them is more like younger brother and sister. They thought that being our older siblings would be a much better relationship than for us treat them as our parents. They were concerned about how a parent child relationship with them would impact on our memories and feelings about our real parents. Please ask them as they can probably express it better than I just did.”“I’ll bet you all talked this over and you had to. ”“What does that mean?” he asked.“I’m sort of the boss,” she said.“Like Mother Superior?”“Exactly like that,” she said, capitalizing on his background. At least she hoped she was capitalizing. If “Mother Superior” wielded a ruler for small infractions, his memory of her might not be rosy.“Is there a priest here?” he asked.“A Priest?”“I haven’t been to confession in a long time,” he said.“I’ll get you a priest,” she said. What she’d get him was a young man who needed more sun, and a priest’s. . And suddenly, like as if I was a spectator watching a dream unfold, he showed me just what had happened.I saw it all. I saw that it was a few days or so earlier. There was a large crowd gathered around a courtyard. I saw the Roman soldiers. I witnessed Jesus on his knees, tied over a large boulder, with a husky Roman whipping his bare back with all his might. And yet Jesus was smiling. He looked as at peace there as he did on the cross."Take this, you bad, bad boy, you!"The Roman jeered as he.