It didn't sound like smart business to me to be selling stock on unless you were certain what you were delivering.Clegg had asked me to join a meeting... I got there before he did. Sarah was there looking as efficient as ever, sitting beside Clegg's desk, demurely dressed in a white blouse and a long black skirt that reached almost to the floor. I'd have asked her what the meeting was about but her mouth was filled with one of the Prep Centre's standard issue ball gags.There in the middle of. Plus I’m sure there would be other chores that would land on my shoulders.Another big change for me would be that I had been able to walk to middle school, which had been only a couple of blocks over. Now the high school was several miles away, there was a bus that would pick the students up, but I would need to walk to the next intersection in order to catch it.We had looked into whether getting a taxi to school would be more practical. But my parents initially wanted me to catch the bus in. He’d only told her to do as he said, that she could be herself. He said she could stop being his slut, but the other commands remained.“You just say things and I had to do them. I came up with shit I would NEVER do!” she yelled. "I put your dick in my ass!"His eyes were down on the carpet. He appeared ashamed and meek. Which he should have been.“You fucker!” she screamed, rising up and beginning to cry. "You rapist!"“I know,” he said, despair in his voice. “I know. And I'm sorry. But I’m going. The daugher walked over and kept looking at the ground while walking over. I told Fatma and muhammed to come over here aswell and told idriss to go to his room.After they all walked over I told them to kneel infront of me, the muslim whore of a mother started kneeling, the cuck of a father followed in which the daughter eventually responded to kneeling aswell, the moment they kneeled, sallat went off, it was time to pray, I told his daughter to take her her headscarf off like her whore mother..