Periodically I would detach the leash from the couch frame and require her to crawl about the house on all fours, either barking or making mooing soun...s. It was all very low key and she was spared further whipping or any sexual penetrations. She was required to spend about two hours in the basement holding cell due to the fact that I had company upstairs.Her only misbehavior came after I informed her she would be put on display for two additional visitors, a husband and wife bondage duo. Laura. "I just smile at you. "I know you better than that. What do you have planned?"You just smile. I know when you are like that I will just have to wait and see what is going to happen. We finish our dinner. I start cleaning the table. You walk out the door without a word. I am confused as to where you are going. You come back a short time later with a bag you must have left in your car and a bottle of my favorite wine.I take the wine to chill and start to to toward the living room. "Sit in here. ”“But your Majesty, how did all of this come about? I knew of no available positions when I left,” I asked in surprise.“The person who had it before was incompetent and mishandled it badly,” She continued. “He was also a drunkard, and had a thing for LITTLE GIRLS. His Majesty gathered the evidence Himself. He simply hung the fool. He also persuaded your friend Robert to take over temporarily, until a new Lord was appointed. Robert has had no trouble. Of course, people seldom give Robert. A year at least. I'd say it started when I met her, exactly the person of my dreams, like literally. She could even recall things I'd dreamed we did together. She never lied and tried to cover up who she really was either, any time I asked how she knew about my dreams she'd say "Silly, that's where we first met, in your dreams." That's not when it started though things were already strange before that. Was it when I moved to Canada? No that's too far back or is it not far enough? Sure, things.