They watched as Mrs. Schroeder stepped back to give her victim a moment to collect his wits and recover from her recent onslaught.Tim was scared. He d...dn’t know where he is or what would happen to him. He remained in that excruciating position for at least an hour with absolutely no input from the outer world, and all of a sudden all this pain and agony is applied to him in a matter of a few seconds. That’s a big load of stimulus, much bigger than his nerves could handle, and yet he was. It was always an unspoken rule really. Nobody wanted the other team to have an advantage with the uniform or level of undress, so we all got down to our underwear, bras and panties for girls, boxers/briefs for the guys. Pretty basic. I found my band little brother, Jorge, and helped him with his uniform. He turned towards me and looked kind of scared, and I smiled at him, which seemed to reassure him."Just pay attention, and it'll all start to make sense. Who knows, a lot of the time you'll get. I shall try to be a good wife to you, if you will show some patience. It will not come easy to me, but the love and respect from your siblings shows me that you may not be the violent and cruel man I believed you to be." Hildburg, I did have this terrible temper, this rage that flared up, like a red mist before my eyes. It flared up a number of times, and it always scared me. It has become better, over the years, and I have more control over it. My siblings help me, namely Katherine and. Now you’re going to teach this class, I will let you know when, where, and what I want you to do.” He growled.I sat there in shock, “I can’t.” I whispered.“You can and will. I own you and you know it. Now unless you want to get punished right here in your classroom with the camera capturing it all, you will do as I demand.” He finished and walked to the rear of the class and sat down.I sat there in shock. I realized that he was right. He owned me now. Regardless of what Tim did, Darius.