Afterwards, we were given an opportunity to shit and piss on the ground in a small ditch besides the barn. We were no longer permitted the modesty of ...onsidering lady-like ablutions or emissions in private. We were made to call it shit and piss and speak in vulgar terms about our bodies for we were trained to not consider ourselves ladies entitled to such high-born thinking and talk.Any girls who were particularly undisciplined and needed an attitude adjustment would spend a day wallowing in. She stopped by the florist on her way home and bought a bouquet of assorted flowers for the table arrangement. She hurried home to get everything ready.When she got home, she put away the groceries, fed the cat, then set herself to work cleaning every room in her house: the living room, kitchen & dining room, bathroom, and her bedroom upstairs in the loft. She took the bearskin rug from in front of the fireplace outside and flopped it over the clothesline in the back yard to air it out. She. .. if ever I was going to get off on a stream of water, this is it.So I parted my legs very slightly and slid the shower head down there and directed the stream at my pussy.Weeeelllll yeah... I could immediately tell this was as good as any vibrator I had ever used. I didn't want to get the water rammed up my vagina or my urethra, so held it back maybe a foot from my body. Even there it was a strong, concentrated stream of water that penetrated, spread my pussy lips and surrounding flesh,. .. I ... Can’t ... Please ... I ... I just ... Y ... Y ... Yes ... I do ... I deserve to be tickled...” I admitted. “But ... Huuut ... Huuut ... Haaa haaa haaa...” Ms. Connor didn’t let me continue and applied the paint brushes to my belly.Ms. Tonya attacked my pits from behind again with a pair of pointy feathers.“Haaa haaa haaa ... Heee heee heee...” I was a laughing sweaty mess in a matter of seconds. They continued for what seemed like hours, taking turns going over to the rack to pick out.