The four had taken their positions with some apprehension, even though there was absolutely nothing they could do but obey to the woman they privately thought of as ‘The b***h’. Their twenty-four hours in the induction facility had taught them to submit. Since Susanna’s impetuous “f**k you”, the demands of their incarceration had been adequately drilled into their psyches so that there was little defiance left...even if some might still be lurking underneath their cowed exteriors. In part, they understood that punishments were swift and painfully meted out. So terrified, they barely moved in their line-up of four in fear of the riding crop crashing down on their thighs or back, or wherever else the woman might decide to aim.
While doing her best not to display an attitude of defiance, Sus
