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Fifth story "DOGS AND MOTHERS" In fact, there is nothing to tell about the further stay in the clinic. Eugene gradually recovered from “inpatient treatment”, still attended classes and trainings, he was also punished for the slightest offense, and the sisters also used his intimate services. Now, enemas were added to the permanent procedures, which were placed every three to four days and never reached a catastrophic duration. In addition, Eugene's chest was now hung with metal rings, to which, again as a punishment, quite heavy loads could join. This applied to the penis, although the punctures on the skin of the penis were practically not used.

Two patients of the ward during this time changed others. Roman's mom took her child, finding his upbringing completed. And Oleg's wife decided to do the surgery, and her slave husband was to become a woman. The farewell to the neighbors was brief: a couple of kisses, hugs — they knew that they were unlikely to meet again outside the walls of the hospital. New patients turned out to be equally original; one of them, Andrei, was obsessively in love with his older sister, who was considered his guardian and, in order to avoid incest, completely subjugating the young man. Here she was going to teach her brother and pass on to one of her friends for slave use. They didn’t hide it from Andrei, but he was ready to accept any order of the hostess.

Eugene wondered if something was waiting for him like that, whether Ira would want to have a slave all the time. But these thoughts turned out to be unexpectedly painless. The will of the mistress is her will, the fulfillment of which should be a small slave payment for the attention and gifts brought by his mistress. And what Ira decides for him will be a great happiness regardless of the content of the decision itself. Every thought of the mistress about slave is happiness for him. And with thoughts about the future, Evgeny broke up.

In the meantime, the day of his discharge has come. On the left buttock, the sister-hostess made a tattoo on which she displayed the name of the hostess and the year of completion of the training. And then in one of the basements on his ankle was attached a thin hoop with the date and name of the hostess. Dr. Radek personally supervised the procedure:

- This alloy is very resistant, and you can hardly cut it. But if you still want: Although it is unlikely. Your certificate is already made, and it will be handed over to your mistress tomorrow. We will arrange a small celebration.

Indeed, the meeting on this occasion turned out to be insignificant: in the presence of two witnesses-sisters, Ira received a certified document; Eugene took his place at her feet on all fours, and the form of the patient remained on it. The leash and collar were neatly worn, symbolizing the slave’s return to the hostess. Now she has to manage his punishments and rewards. However, Ira immediately pointed out to her elder sister that she could still look after her slave and regulate her behavior. Then she hugged and kissed Eugene, invited all those present to drink champagne in connection with the end of the course. Evgeni drank from Ira’s hands, receiving incredible pleasure from the situation. Then the hostess said goodbye to him:

- From here you will go where we promised you. I warn you that all orders of your new hostess will be my orders. Do not remind you of obedience, is not it? That's good:

Soon after, she left. Without saying goodbye, Dr. Radek retired after her. Older sister made Eugene sign to get up and follow her. As a new dress, she handed him a light print print, the hooks of which were fastened at the back, and white pantalonchiki trimmed with laces on the hips and belt. The sisters' hospital clothes were immediately taken away, and a couple of brand new sandals of a semi-childish style were given out.Feeling awkward in unusual clothes, Eugene shrugged, trying to get used to it. The elder sister led him to the mirror in the corridor and straightened her dress, put her hair in order, knocking them into girl's bangs:

- You look very good, you can believe me - the very natural and submission. Now we will go. Get in the car.

Eugene awkwardly went down the entrance stairs and sat down in a beautiful closed two-seater. A woman with a scar on her cheek sat behind the wheel. An iron gate opened in front of them, and a sandy road winding through the hills led off into the distance. For some time his present lady was silent, then, distracted from driving, looked at the slave:

“Maybe at first you don’t really like Aunt Wanda’s, but you’ll have to get used to everything she can demand from you.” It is unlikely that you will still be used in this way - I dare to assure you that it is very honorable and easy. Ira liked this idea very much. I warn you, Wanda can be very cruel: Do not you hurt to sit?

Eugene answered negatively - the anus completely healed, buttocks also did not hurt from the last whipping.

- It's good; no, still taking care of you was nice. You will have to redeem my worries, but later, much later. While I will hold a small briefing. Auntie Wanda needs slaves, but is costing slaves who act as little girls, her daughters. Probably now you will be the only "daughter." And behave accordingly, without forgetting the lessons learned at the clinic. I will come and check your progress. It seems you want to say something?

After receiving permission, Eugene said:

- How should I call you?

“Ah, that:” The smile scar bent, becoming less ominous and ugly. “You can call me Ma'am Saeb.” You know, so the Indian servants called the housewives. There is some mystery in this name. But we are already approaching.

The car was at the entrance of the posh mansion, which was in a somewhat neglected state. Ma'm Saib, taking Eugene by the hand, climbed the stairs and knocked on the door with a ring in the shape of a coquettish bow. One door opened, and a thin, but muscular woman appeared in it, worshiping the newcomer:

- Hello, Miss Jones. - Ma'am-saib glanced at Eugene to sit down in a bow. “I brought Zhenya with me, as I promised; She is eager to meet her aunt and stay with her for some time.

“Okay,” the housekeeper’s voice was even, and the look was appreciative. - I take the girl upstairs. You will not go?

“I'll come back later,” Ma-saib smacked Eugenia on the cheek and stroked her buttocks. - Do not miss, Zhenya, be an obedient girl!

Miss Jones firmly grabbed Eugene-Zhenyu by the hand and led him through half-empty and dusty rooms to the second floor of the mansion, where everything was not furnished better. One of the doors led to the children's bedroom: this was the wallpaper with pictures, an abundance of soft toys and a bed in the corner. But there was a certain inconsistency: the wooden lattices around the perimeter of the bed suggested the presence of a very young child, and the size of the bed said the opposite. Eugene guessed who would have to spend the night here. But Miss Jones did not pay attention to the surprise of the "girl" at all. She opened a huge wardrobe and chose clothes for the guest.

- Girls should not dress like big ones: This is what suits you best. All your size, specially selected. Change yourself.

Under the supervision of the housekeeper, Eugene undressed and pulled on her baby pants with flowers, brown tights, an undershirt and a children's sundress - really his size. Leading him to the mirror, Miss Jones straightened the belt on a sundress and found the toilet finished. Somewhere in the distance the bell rang:

- Mistress wants to see you. Don't forget that polite girls should call her “aunt, ma'am.” Do you understand?

- Yes: - Yevgeny drawled.

- Yes, ma'am! Little girls must be polite! And try to speak softer, in a higher tone, otherwise it sounds ugly.

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