She didn't say what for.But Daisy liked her duties. There was a sense of purpose, an ability toget lost in the mundane work of a domestic. She wasn't...worried abouthard drives or motherboards. She worried about getting an odd stain outof Miss Melanie's yellow skirt. That was all. That was enough.She hated the penis gag. She hated the cage. She mostly hated the plug,although she was getting used to it.Was Miss Melanie making a point? Was this Daisy's life for the future?As the das rolled by,. “Good-bye, my friend. I hope you fare well in the future.”“Good luck with these little monsters, Shaman; you’ll need it.”They set off without another word, and John stopped all conversation until they were far enough away along the trail to take a break. He leaned the bi-cycle against a tree before speaking.“Ladies – and children, who should know they are welcome into our tribe – these children are orphans who were being used by the Shaman as effectively slave labour, without education or. More

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