From what I could remember of my father’s treatment of his slaves, or his children, for that matter, either situation called for a beating. “There...are wooden rods in that barrel over there,“ I directed my slave. “Bring one to me.” She moved to the barrel and chose one of the larger ones, she brought it to me, then went to her knees before me. Maria still had the padded cuffs on her wrists. I took up the slack in her rope until she stood and was raised onto her tiptoes then tied it. “This rod. Ron tried to be understanding and supportive of these trips.It was hard because he wanted so much more.One weekend towards the end of summer Ron thought he might havecaught a break. Beth decided she was going to stay in town and visitwith her parents. She, at her mom's urging, invited Ron over forSaturday night dinner. Ron was ecstatic. He brought flowers forboth Beth and her mom. He thought this could be the night thatthings changed for him and Beth.Dinner was great. He had a wonderful. More

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