Chapter Twenty-One
Continuing Delilah’s Discipline
Aruf Mahjalis
At least a dozen times each day, I turned to the large, high definition TV monitor of Delilah’s closed circuit system, flipping through the various cameras, observing her in the cell. She seemed to be getting used to her severe captivity and isolation; however, she was there to pay for her misdeeds and continue to do so!
Even though she was given a daily whipping at the time of her evening feeding, and the tongue discipline at least twice every week; it was now time to move to the next stage of penitence and punishment. The doctor had departed, although I’d made arrangements with him to return for a physical examination of Delilah in six month’s time. At that point, she would be fully immersed in her exercise program a
