Her shame was unimportant; she had to survive.A warm, fluffy towel rubbed the surplus of lather away, and then soft hands oiled her skin deeply, her m...und as well as the insides of her labia – and her clitoris. Fingers even entered her anus, making her cry out.Little circles of pleasure radiated from the spots the girl rubbed. Slowly but surely Juliana felt how her body gave in yet again – her knees trembled. But the hands stopped. Juliana shook her head to chase away the sweet, warm dizziness.. I could see the jaws of the rest of the kids drop. Then, theystarted to make fun of me. Things like, "Hey look, she's a real girlnow," or "what'd you do, have it cut off?" I ran into the house, aftera few minutes of that, but Mom came after me and said, "Get your ass outthere, young lady. You brought this on yourself, now you live with it."I survived the taunts, and when they really got a good look at the true,deep hatred in my eyes, they backed off quick. They pretended to becivil. It. She might have tried to justify her actions, too -- but she didn't. No, she was doing as she was told, and waiting to see if I was going to do what was necessary to justify her faith in me -- and at this point, the necessary tactic was to bring smoke.I didn't disappoint. I went over to the collection of goodies I'd laid in and selected a wide, heavy leather strap, then turned to her, letting her see it. "Crawl over here." Eyes wide, Karen did as she was told. "Jean was wrong -- but you were,. Long story, but trust me, neither Beth nor Daddy will ever find out about it. This is where you will stay now. You will, of course, keep your current place for appearances only.”Dena looked around the place. Any one of the furnishings cost more than she made annually……and she always had a good salary.Paul led her to the bedroom. There was a king size, canopy bed already turned down. It had satin sheets and at least 8 huge pillows. Dena began to undress. “Hmmm, slow down a bit.” Paul told.