This was a very pleasurable and frustrating part of the experiment.Observation 4: When I got to class, I was a dripping mess. My juices were flowing d...wn my leg and I was so horny. Every step I took, I could feel the dildo moving. I went to the bathroom to clean up a little, but I did not masturbate. I sat down with my friends and smiled as if everything was ok as we discussed the genetics homework we had just completed. My body was on fire.Observation 5: The last thing to do on my calendar was. I remember a few times that neither of us could sit comfortably for a few days, those walks – coming back from the barn after – seemed very long when your ass is on fire. Most of my punishment was because of slutting around; all it took was a rumor and I’d end up in the barn for a while. There were a few rumors that weren’t true, no matter how much I pleaded with him I was punished anyway. My father was trying to beat me straight but my slut switch was stuck ‘On’. As long as I can remember,. ’ ‘One double will do nicely. We’ll take it.’ Catherine’s voice was cool and calm. Not for the first time since I’d known her, she surprised me. But not the receptionist, whose face was a professional mask. ‘Yes, madam. Room seventeen. Sign here, please. Do you require dinner?’ ‘We do,’ I said. ‘About – when?’ I asked Catherine. ‘About nine,’ she said. ‘Table for two, at nine. Fine. Early morning call? Newspaper?’ ‘No, thank you,’ said Catherine. In room seventeen there was only a double bed,. Outside his office I lightly tapped on his door. "Come in." I heard from inside.I opened the door and went into the office. Mr. Smith was seated at his desk. Right in front of his desk was a straight back chair. He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Have a seat Miss Taylor and please explain to me why you could not make it to my office in the ten minutes that I had given you."I sat in the chair and rested my hands in my lap. "Well, Mr. Smith I had to stop at the restroom first. I came here as.