Chapter Three
Saturday Evening
Becca’s call, Miss Becca’s call, came at 5:30. She did all the talking. “Walk over. Bring a change of nice clothes. You’ll stay the night and we’ll take a trip in the morning. Both of us will be judged if you don’t dress appropriately, so I expect you to look good. You’ll shave before we go. We’ll do more cleaning in the afternoon. You will make dinner — we’ll talk about meal options after you arrive. I’m pleased that you bought so many; I expect you’ll make them all over the next few days. Don’t be long; I don’t like waiting. The front door is unlocked. Lock it behind you, remove your clothes, and fold them neatly into the basket there; I put a device inside that I want you to wear. It loops around your c**k and balls. I’m sure you can figure out how to pu
