Chapter Twelve
Demonstration
There is a purposeful atmosphere about the house, Sydney notes, as if it works like a finely tuned machine. The girls come and go… appearing out of the woodwork, disappearing like ghosts, interacting with their guardian in subtle, simple, understated ways, which suggest that they are particularly suited by their personalities for the roles they play. They are submissively inclined and have been well trained by their guardian. Perhaps the whipping post is a good incentive, or perhaps, they are simply doing what is natural for them. And for whatever reason, she can’t escape the simmering s****l that flows through the entire house like an underground stream.
“We’re going to the barns,” Larry Standish announces when he has finished dinner. He tosses his napkin
