Karen recalls from the bookhow k, naked, bound, and vulnerable, fears its sting, but it is already dead.Karen is pinching and stretching her own pink ...ipple, moaning in pain, andstroking her labia with the other hand, sometimes dipping a finger betweenthem. Slave k, fearful now of the overseer's whip, throws herself at his feet,trying to kiss his shoes, which have somehow become curl-toed slippers outof the Arabian Nights. The room and the overseer's costume have taken on thelook of this more. And liked it all.By the time she was 14 she’d had every unmarried man and boy in town and half of the married ones. She caught one time ... the preacher man, her mother threatened to raise a fuss. So, they made a trip north over the mountain to that other Virginia and the madam of the house fixed it so she wasn’t ... that ... anymore.Her voice wasn’t her best asset. She looked like a 17 year old Gene Tierney.. " Aunt lowered her voice to a whisper. "Do you like doing it in your old aunt's fat bottom?" Love it."Aunt giggled, girlishly. "I'm not sure whether I have to go to the toilet or not." Was it like this when Uncle Joe did you?"He never used vaseline or anything. His thing hurt me even if it wasn't nearly as big as yours. Sometimes I bled."I smacked her on the bare bottom. "Let's go wash up." Together?" Why not?" Now that we've done it, I suddenly feel shy." Done what?" I teased." You know. What. ," I began. "What do you know about mistresses?" Mistresses? They're bad asses, Sarah. They should have their ownmotorcycle gang. I'm not talking about Hollywood Mistresses. Those arejust mice trying to roar. But you don't want to mess with the real ones.They'll chew you up and spit you out."I nodded."And sissies? Guys who dress up? What do you know about them?" Not a lot. Some of them have very nice boyfriends, though, if you knowwhat I'm saying. They have little dicks. They like to clean, of.