The Transformation Of George, Part Two
Libby continues her grooming of George untill he is a perfect part of her household but no longer a husband Every time he stepped on the scale, he felt his stomach drop. Would it be enough? Would she be pleased? And every two weeks, Libby would cane him, her strokes precise and unforgiving. She never missed a beat, never gave an inch. You're doing well," she said one night, inspecting his bruised and battered body. "But you still have a way to go." He nodded. "Yes, mistress." "I'll be watching you," she warned. "Every bite you...