Chapter Twelve
After the visit to Mistress Fontaine, life settled down into something of a routine, though I hasten to say a highly satisfying and pleasing one. I had my regular visits to see the Professor, each encounter passing off just the same as the one before, except that the menu at dinner varied. I found the very predictability of this comforting. I knew what to expect; it coincided very closely with what I would have chosen for myself. There was the forced exposure to a man, against my natural inclinations, which forced me to accept Miss Eva’s rule over me. There was the humiliation of being beaten in front of another woman. And there was the pleasure and pride of returning to Miss Eva and having my bruises inspected and pronounced satisfactory. And on one memorable occasion Eva
