And don’t read your dirty magazines at the table, it encourages your uncle. If he wants to look at that woman’s pussy then he can bloody well go t...o the Naked Angel and tip her properly like a decent man would.”“Yes, mother,” William said, continuing to admire Douglas’s stepmom’s best feature. “And by the way, it’s impolite to swear.”“I didn’t swear, William. I only used the word ‘bloody’ in that one sentence which is perfectly acceptable when I’m tired or angry or frustrated – or jealous - and. The first thing Trish did was have me pick out a collar from a collection she had in her bondage gear cabinet. She explained that normally a collaring ceremony was very formal as the dominant took his/her slave on a permanent basis. She said not to read that much into this but that she would need it later. I picked a simple leather one with a big D ring in the front. Trish had me put it on myself. I felt completely different once I had done so like I was a real slavegirl, even if it was. Couldn't figure the garter belt thing out at first. I asked Dora Lee why I had to wear it. She said something about refined women should always wear stockings when they go out. Seems like pantyhose would be easier to manage, but I keep my mouth shut.The garter belt got all messed up when I tried to put it on. Dora Lee helped me get it right. She pulled the garters inside my panties and told me it would be easier to take a piss if I wear it like this. Makes sense I guess.She helped me put on the. All three were sound asleep. Becky said she would wake them up early in the morning to go home to get dressed for school when she woke Crimilda.Shit. I have to deal with Ellen’s school in the morning. The day got away from me.“Ellen’s behavior two days ago was atrocious,” I told the dean, assistant dean, and Ellen’s science teacher. “Based on the information, the EPA identified a form of rat poison that affects pubertal girls. It is no excuse for her behavior, but the girls go through something.