Even down to the laundry.*She had felt the burn in the first week, going from a sedentary desk job to being constantly on the move. She had cleaned, w...shed and ironed for a few single, male professionals – an executive, a lawyer, a headteacher.Then she hit Friday and the Shaw house. A whopping great mansion if she had ever seen one, down on ‘The Avenue’ in the pricey part of town. It was a job that needed a full day.When she finally reached the end, Stephanie was looking forward to clocking off. So she was a girl that tried to be fairly popular in high school. Something happened to her during her senior school year and it was just like someone flipped on the light switch, she began to develop confidence and that’s about when she applied for her bank job. Whatever had happened to her sent massive waves throughout the rest of her life and helped her A LOT.So she started wearing the clothes that she wanted to wear, versus what was popular. And as I was going through her clothes I figured. I was to have a blindfold on, and clamps on both my nipples. She wanted me with a separate string tied around each of my balls, tying them each off as tightly as I could. On the hanging end of each of these strings she wanted me to hang a one pound weight so that each of my balls was being pulled on. I was to have a small cock ring around the very base of my cock, so that when I got hard, I would stay hard. On a table near where I was going to display myself, I was to have ready for her to. If anyone did this anywhere on the promenade people would be astonished, but there it’s the most common or garden thing to do. There’s a freedom there which not even Socialists have ever dreamed of.”― Jaroslav Hašek, The Good Soldier Švejk(Author’s Note: Not wanting to be presumptuous in claiming to be an author or even an Historian for that matter, I wanted to add this little reminder for reader’s interest. The following few chapters deal with “cleaning up operations” for Hitler prior to.