They let her wait. Uli and Helga sat in their recliners to enjoy the view and ring the maid for coffee. Clipped and plugged, Tam was left hanging in her chains. There was amusement in Helga’s eyes as she looked up over the rim of her cup at Tam.
“Before this day is over,” she gloated, setting her cup down, “you will be whipped over every part of your body. Uli knows all of the sweet spots, your armpits, the crack of your ass, the soles of your feet. She won’t miss a thing. Don’t think that this is just an initiation rite. Don’t sustain yourself with false hopes. You will be whipped often and well from now on.
“You might as well forget about Jana. You won’t be seeing her again. She was fool enough to give you to me, but I am not fool enough to give you back. You will be trained here for a
