‘There’s a hut about another two hours travel from here. We’ll stay there the night, then push on at first light.’ Caroline envisaged a rustic... house of several rooms, a warm cosy fire and soft beds to sleep on. It really could be quite romantic, she thought, wondering if she would have a view of the snow-capped mountains from her window. Reality hit home a couple of hours later when Hank pulled the horses to a halt in front of a tumbledown shed amongst the pines made of rough timber and covered. Both Madam Reynard and myself will be on hand to instruct you in the early days. Let me give you an example. When bending over, to dust or pick something up, you will maintain straight legs so that your skirt rises prettily and your bottom is presented. When serving at table, you will allow your cleavage to be displayed and you will also bend forward keeping your legs straight. If you are ever touched, you will continue whatever you are doing unless instructed otherwise. Do you understand all. He had hairy hands, not black, brown--a beautiful pelt covered them. His fingers had hair up two knuckles. As I stopped struggling he turned me around. He used one hand to untie his apron pulling it off. As he did, I noticed his beautiful bright brown eyes. His eyebrows had been shaved otherwise they would have been just one. I was finished. I dropped to my knees and opened his belt. I opened the button and zipper. By now he was telling me what to do. I wasn't listening. I wanted that. ‘How could I forget when my finger is in your cunt?’ ‘Do you always talk so loudly?’ She didn’t answer because the stage curtains opened and a woman stood with her back to us. She was not naked but might as well have been. She was wearing a leather harness that had straps around her waist, over her shoulders and between her legs. The buckles shone in the stage lighting. In her hand she held a long whip which she cracked viciously and startlingly enough to make me jump. A tall, slender girl,.