Complete property. Your licenses, records and all that are taken and filed away; you lose your name and any and all rights. What’s a good way to p...t this?? she wonders, ?You become the house’s fuck slut. That’s it. Just a toy. You don’t have any rights, especially the right to refusal. There are no safe words and nothing we do here is play.? ?Got it,? I say. Anastasia reaches in her drawer and pulls out a pair of long rubber gloves. Almost absently she begins sliding her. "My hesitation, my objections were ignored. She led me into her bathroom. Two separate sinks with vanities, catty corner, a commode with a linen closet inside, a glass enclosed shower and a large Jacuzzi tub. She sat me down on her vanity top and pushed my legs open. Electric razor, soap and water, safety razor, shave cream, Dad's after shave lotion. It took a while but finally my pussy was as clean as Mom's. As she rubbed in the lotion, I reflexively tried to close my legs. Mom wasn't stupid.. . and she contorted, writhed and screamed just as agonisedly. I gave her five. Then I gave Deema an extra one so that they were level again. I like to be fair! Then I had both weeping, sobbing girls carried up and down before the rest of the group. I pointed to those blood-red weals now Slashed across quivering buttock flesh.“Does anyone else want to have stripes like that across her bottom?” I demanded.Silence. Only petrified eyes. And some sobs and tears.“Because that’s what you will get.... In the centre, a fire burned in a hearth. Thin wisps of smoke climbed towards a vent in the roof. The walls were plastered and brightly painted. In a small room to one side she could see painted figures of a colossal bull attended by men and women each carrying what she took to be offerings. With a shock she recognised it. This was Pylos, Nestor's palace on the mainland; the great central room, the megaron. How could she be here?She looked down at herself, surprised to see that she was dressed.