I take a mental note that he does not correctly answer me. Nodding is not an option when I directly question him. ‘Look.’ Raising his head slowl..., looking at me, the computer screen, then me. He is terrified . His expression sends a thrill racing through me. ‘Mistress, please let me explain.’ His begging angers me. I stand and strike his face with a flat, broad palm. He is stunned but remains quiet. ‘You address me as Mistress, always. Now do you know who the fuck this is sucking your. The seven of you are displayed to our opponent before the game begins. The opponent chooses who he/she wishes to play for, just as we do. I simply said that as beautiful as you are you will probably be chosen. But as to losing, in all modesty we are excellent players having won the last two years in a row." I can assure you we have no intention of losing you or any of our young women," smiled Elena.And with that the conversation turned to other topics.The day the games were to begin, Erik and. She too went to work on me, quicklycleaning, filing, sanding and adding some kind of paste, molding it, thenfiling and sanding some more until I had a beautiful set of modestly longnails that had been painted in a shade of red. Just as I was told theywere dry, I was whisked back to the stylist chair for more brushing,trimming, spraying and so on. Then it was off to the makeup lady, who hadme lay back, then waxed my eyebrows into what she said was a"delightful," shape. Then I was painted and. “You’re only in detention `cause you wanna be. If I were you, which I’m thankfully not, I wouldn’t listen to a fuckin’ thing that closet-case asshole said.”“I can’t afford to get suspended from school again,” I said.“Bein’ suspended has nothin’ to do with you goin’ to detention. You go to detention `cause you think that’s where you need to be, not `cause you gotta be there.”I didn’t really know what she meant by that, so I didn’t say anything. “You better hurry up. You don’t wanna be late.” As.