Chapter Fourteen
The First Part of My Correction Suit
It was obvious that something was afoot one morning, for my schedule was immediately varied when I awakened.
“Good Morning, Kristal!” Frau Baxter smiled happily while releasing my bed restraints, but leaving me gagged, then she assisted me from the bed. “This morning you will be fully cleaned, then fed after.”
Within an hour all had been done as she’d indicated, then to my surprise she threw a cape around me and clipped a normal walking leash to the back ring of my collar. Still hobbled of course, and still with my hands fastened behind me, I was taken from my rooms and downstairs to the study to find that inside, my father sat complacently behind his desk, as though a judge. In fact, he had acted in that role and condemned me
