Her ankles where shackled with one-inch clips to the legs–high enough so that only the tips of her toes actually touched the cement floor. The crossbeam was fitted with a soft leather cover and was well padded — a good thing since many hours of discipline where often administered on “Old War.”
Her big brother had done an excellent job of affixing her to it. Xnx “Mouth open,” he instructed. She waited nervously for something to again further her pain but none was forthcoming as she had apparently complied correctly with her addressing instructions. He backed out of her lips and left a thick trail of milky white juice on her forehead, left cheek and the bridge of her nose. “Sir, I must find an alumni big brother before Alumni Worship Week, Sir. There appeared to be about 6 to 8 ounce weights attached to each
