“Yes Mistresses,” Tracy said.“Good, now in the morning,” they continued, “you will take a cold shower. Stay in it for twenty minutes, becaus... you still owe us ten from this morning. Shave your cunt too. Then, when you get out, take the clothes pins off.”“You got it all Bitch,” demanded Linda.“Yes, Ma’am,” cried Tracy over the phone. How would she ever survive this?“Now in the morning, you will dress in one of your wrap around skirts and a blouse that is sheerer than what you wore today.” said. She opened the packages and thanked him for the crotchless rayon panties in faded primary colors, each embroidered with the name of a different month, the vibrating dildo with cables to be attached to a car battery, the picture of the Comrade General himself wearing only polished marching boots and her panties on his head and autographed with the words, "Please to be returning any time you wish," and the liter of Old Trotsky. She could use the vodka to remove his taste from her mouth and to. THWACK!A line of red appeared as the blood rushed into the flesh along the line where he had struck, but almost no sound came from Ayda and she did not move. The Emir nodded his approval, and Alima was surprised. She was sure her mother would have cried out at such a painful stroke, but Ayda had been to a girl's boarding school in England and it wasn't the first time she had been punished 'on the bare' as it was called. She was surprised how much it hurt, though; much more than the slipper. He walked in to see him at his desk grading papers. He looked up with a big smile to greet him.In a joking tone, Mr. Grist called out. "Hi there Yankee neighbor." I've got a question for you. Who are the school custodians; I am needing a pencil sharpener."Mr. Grist kept smiling and responded. "Those things are garbage; don't know why they buy them. Mr. Sickles is the one to ask. Ms. Anderson mainly does the cleaning."Josh smiled back "Thanks, I will talk to him when I see him."Just as Josh was.