Two experienced hands from Dancer Street, widows with no children young enough to be part of the scheme, would provide work supervision and accommodat...on chaperonage.The four arachnids passed information about the decisions to the crew and reality bit; there were fifty people joining in just over a week who did not have any idea of what was going to happen to them. Clare and Dorothy hurriedly got together working on what would be needed.First problem — selection. Easy! The Windsors (with. Wont' that be so nice for your bimbo secretary who likes to get fuckedin the ass? Oh no, wait a minute, according to the police, shedisappeared. Actually, we used some of your money to have her kidnappedand sold to a brothel in Asia. They assured us that her hot little butthole and all of her other openings will be kept quite busy. Aren't youjust so happy that at least one of you will be having sex morning, noonand night? Now, now, don't look so sad. Big girls wouldn't want to havesex with a. I bet you'll have more use for it than we. - Oh, how sweet of you, I heard from the hall. As I was going through my dads drawers I could hear her footsteps closing in on the bedroom. When I turned my head she was standing in the doorway looking at me.- You know, it's not very polite to look at someone's ass, she said. I froze.- What do you mean?- You don't have to lie, she spoke with what I felt was a very calm, yet strict voice.- I didn't do anything of the sort, I said, nervous as to what. For some reason, I desperately wanted to submit to this woman.I felt her eyes roaming over my nakedness, then;‘I see. Are you going to bend over my desk as well?’Taking a deep breath, I leaned over her desk, and took hold of the far edge in the exact position I’d been in that morning, when the Headmistress had caned me.Mrs Vero walked round her desk until she was facing me. She leant down and looked into my compliant eyes.‘I need to hear the words, Mrs Lonsdale. Tell me what it is you are.