“Do you know what this is?” Tamara asked. “I’m not sure. Is it a vibrator?” “Yes it is, now you are going to lie over my lap and I am go...ng to put this in you to help you relax. Then we can start teaching you what happens when you do not do as I want.” With that Tamara sat on the chest and patted the tops of her thighs and smiled at her pet. Barb closed her eyes took a deep breath and then climbed over lay across the lap of her daughter-in-law. “Spread your thighs, I have to shove this. It was a secluded area where you couldn’t see out of the woods too far, nor could anyone see in. I waited there pacing around and around for what seemed like an eternity. Pretty soon, I heard rustling in the woods and eventually, out walked the boy from lunch. “Good to see you made it” said the boy. “I would hate to have to show the pics to even more people”. His comment made my stomach turn. What did he mean that he showed them to other people? The boy then told me to get naked. I did as. Next was the walk in the area where my old house was. I would wave to people that I had known but I would never stop and talk. Then there were the walks downtown, I would look in the windows and window shopped but even if I thought I saw something I needed or wanted I would wait till I got home and order it on line or call and have it delivered. The only real shopping I did was when I went to the supermarket and even then I went late in the day when most people were at home. The last and maybe. .. yes ... that is what happens ... you must know at least that!?" As Priscilla started to get her mind's eye to focus on such an event, she was becoming increasingly frightened at what a caning would mean. Anna was trying to comfort her by saying that Mr. Stanton's prescription of twelve and eighteen strokes seemed rather mild, even though she knew that he often gave more strokes than he had said he would. "So what did he mean by adding 'of the best - of the very best' - did he mean anything?".