"I can finally leave the tower..." Her parents hadpromised it. Once she was eighteen, she could face the world on his own.She'd already packed a bag. ...ot much in it, of course - a few pairs oftrousers, some nice white shirts. She had nothing of particular value tobring with her, and not even a gold coin to her name. She had some hopethat her parents would see her off with some money,but it was little morethan a vague dream.She'd have to get used to living without servants, of course. She'd. “Emily will give you a final spanking whilst I get ready to cane you.” Miss Castle looked at Emily. “Sit down on this chair.” Emily smiled as she quickly sat down and looked up at an increasingly worried Mr More. As Miss Castle said nothing Emily snapped, “Get across my lap, Mr More.” Mr More blushed as he glanced at Miss Castle. “You heard the young lady, Mr More. Address her as Miss Emily and do as she says.” Mr More looked back at the schoolgirl and said, “Yes, Miss Emily. Erm, of course,. In order to take back control, I must thoroughly explore all of those primitive feelings my animal self is using against me. To do that, I must become the type of person I personally loathe. I have asked Tim to guide me in becoming a slut, something he seems exceptionally qualified for based on everything I know about him.This journal is my attempt to ensure what I go through is not in vain. If for some reason the entries in this journal stop without explanation, I urge whoever finds this to. “Wow, shit. That actually worked. Sugarshine? Are you here?”She heard the reply as a voice in her head. “I’m on my way to you. I can’t teleport, but I can fly very fast.” Just then, there was a loud noise, and all the street lights and buildings went dark. Fortunately it was a relatively cloudless night with a bright moon. She turned to see sparks flying from a ground-level pad-mounted power transformer. Something was standing there, still hacking away at it with its arms while making strange,.