Lie down, sleep if you can, drink any more water you want. But I don't want to hear a peep out you? Do I make myself clear?? ?Yes, Mistress,? I replie..., this time without the pause. ?And,? She said, drawing out the words, ?let's not either of U/us pretend that at some level you don't enjoy this. I have, after all, seen both your genetic report and psychological profile. We know Our business, boy ? and you are not here by chance.? With that She rose, covered the cage with a heavy dark blanket. Defensively, Teresa insisted, "Of course I did! I sent him two emails. The first said when the party was, the second one explained everything in great detail. Also, Esmeralda, Gary and I vetted him in the usual way." Vetted? Emails? I only got one email from you, not two!" Then I thought about it and I remembered the printed hard-copy I'd shoved in my pants pocket on the way out the door. "Wait a minute, did you say one email explained everything?" I reached into my pocket, removed the printout. I went outside. We have twelve-foot walls and a green belt behind no second story houses in the area, so I was assured of my privacy. However, I have never done this before. I was not sure exactly how far we were going. I turned to look at the back door and Sara was gone. I could hear the cups for the coffee pot, so I guessed what she was doing. The urge to pee was so bad I moved over to the side of the house and just let go. Pee pooled up and got on my knee as if flowed downhill but I was in. Special, because the punishments were much more severe and carried out in front a packed hall of complete strangers. She would enjoy wielding the birch rods, which were always used without mercy. Full to capacity audiences, watched as the children were punished and thrilled to their screams and erotic struggles in return for helping to raise much-needed funds.Alice would also enjoy helping matron with the children’s daily hygiene, which included; genital cleansing and enemas of hot castor oil.