Jonor is the worst kind of man we could hope for right now; he’s a nobody like the rest of us, and he’s been given the authority of a Noble. He’... got no real power, but he’s got all the power. Until the young Sir comes back, Steward Jonor’s got the run o’ this place, and all of us with it.” “If he comes back, you mean,” Silmaria interjected bitterly. “He will. And in the meantime, you’d be smart not to tempt the Steward to flex his new authority,” Cook went on, “He’s already making life harder. "Yes I see. I can actually slip my finger between her waist and the lacesat the back." Exactly," agreed Miss Stern. "Now try that with Michelle."Aunty Bev stood behind me and tried the same trick. It was quiteimpossible to slip her fingers down the laces at the back of corset. Mybody was totally imprisoned. I squeaked with pain as Aunty Bev tried toforce her finger between the laces. She stopped as she realised she wasactually hurting me."Oh I'm so sorry Petal. Yes that's very tight. I notice. There was a millisecond of shocked glance then the angelic face settled back to the `more normal sitting eating dinner face that hid every emotion, the voice asking about aunt Charlotte, and her well- being. The toes of Eddy`s big foot slid on, the legs parting as they discussed the aunts needs at the shop, Sharon having fetched a shopping list from her. it was with some surprise that eddy`s sock found, no thin panty protecting the damp sex of his opposite number, the big toe slid between the. It had only taken a few seconds, any thoughts I had of rebelling disappeared as I realised the futility of my position. Lesley squatted down to my level."Oh dear, David, you are in a jam aren't you" she sneered "locked in your cot in your pretty baby clothes, Bill will be here soon, and you haven't even got any covers to hide under" she threw her head back and laughed. She walked out of the room, leaving me alone in my baby cage. I felt like a condemned prisoner in his cell as the time went by.