" Finally catching on, Frederick said, "Sorry, Michael, I didn't mean to insult you." Suddenly calm, Michael said, dismissing the topic completely, "F...rget about it, let's finish this game." I returned to the kitchen, flattered at my son's adamant defence of me and surprised by the crap he apparently had to deal with because I was his mother. I cleaned up in the kitchen, and dealt with the bills when Frederick left and my son went directly to his room. I don't know why I thought this, but the. Too many! I was trying to wedge myself, and my hardon, into my desk."Don't bother to sit down, Mr. Walker. In view of your - uhm - state, I suspect it will be hard to keep anyone's attention on the whiteboard this morning. Why don't you come up here and we'll do a little applied calculus." I beg your pardon?" Come come, Mr. Walker, you are supposed to comply with any reasonable requests, are you not?" Uh, yes'm," I agreed. I mumbled a word best left unsaid. Miss Gallison, it was well known, was. He didn't need a verbal reminder of his position.Roger and I were still naked but after a week without wearing clothes, that had ceased to worry me. None of the Tumalians we met were overly concerned about it and didn't even make rude comments. All seemed concerned at the state of my back though. Sumala wore his shorts for the first time. For my part, I was dreading the day when I would have material chafing the welts, welts that were now scabbing over and no longer open but I knew I would need. Her pale flesh was in perfect contrast to the black iron of the platform, heightening the effect of her exposure and visibility all the more. She held her arms away from her body and slowly turned a full circle, allowing the audience to view her in full, some masters bowed to inspect her cunt, one pointing out the glistening wetness there and grinning to a friend, then faced the master and spoke."Sirs and ladies. This is your meat for the evening. You may have any pleasure Master permits of.