She even put on an apron and helped in the kitchen. I snapped a picture on my cell phone of her working in the kitchen. I sent the picture to her fath...r. I know he wouldn't believe it.Two days later, I got punched in the arm by Angela. "You sent that kitchen picture to my father! I'll never live it down. He'll tease me about it forever," she complained.I rubbed my arm and laughed. "Boy, could she hit hard, " I thought.Her two weeks were up too quickly and she waved goodbye from the back of her. ." he protested quietly, rolling the odd coin around betweenhis fingers, trying to draw some comfort from the small object. It didn't helpmuch but it did allow for some distraction from the pain that he feltinside. Jill barely noticed her son, once again talking more to herself than tohim. "After all I've done for you. God, I wish Bill was still here. Iwish I'd had a daughter..." Then she paused for a moment, once againnoticing Jeffrey standing there, rolling something around in his. May I please have the next?"I was starting to get mad as I wound up for the next swing. At the top of the arc, I stopped myself, recalling my training, and remembering that one should never wield a whip or a crop in anger. I calmed myself, and took a deep breath, and reminded myself that I was here to test the crop, not punish the young girl in front of me; submissive she might be, but she had volunteered to be my test subject, and I should respect that.After a moment, I leveled another stroke. She fell asleep, with tears in her eyes, fearing what awaited her. CHAPTER 3 Jenny awoke, strapped in the same chair as the day before. Her body had been cleaned of the sticky seed from the day before. Dr. Randall was adjusting some equipment and attaching it to her chair, down between her legs. A suction cup came out from the device and lodged itself onto the girl’s clitoris. “Today we will begin teaching you to be more obedient,” the doctor announced, while reattaching the nipple clamps from.