Chapter Eight
Imaginings and Realities
Maddy and Julia were slavish and vital, each with their own style of submission. Maddy was a live wire, in some ways coming back to life after suppressing her natural tendencies for so long, while Julia was demure yet still sexually ravenous. On Wednesday morning at breakfast a naked Julia crawled to me, collared and with a leash gently held between her lips. She dropped the looped end at my feet. Maddy did the same thing with Warren.
“Yeah, now I know who’s calling the shots,” Warren said.
“Whatever do you mean, sir?” Maddy responded, all innocence.
Warren picked up the leash. “That’s the last decision you’re making until we all leave.” He led Maddy away saying, “I hear you like to run, right ponygirl? Well, you’re going to show me just how much
