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started in again after I had spoken. When it was finished.
He picked me again and stood facing a wall. He said something and the
wall opened. About ten different swirls opened up and revealed a
bathroom. My eyes widen, watching the opening wall. That had him
grinning at me. He carried me in through the arched doorway and
washed my face clean. He held me with his left hand and washed my
face with his right hand.
    How
could the same hand that had been so violent with me a couple of
minutes ago be so gentle now? Just thinking about that brought new
tears to my eyes. He washed those away too. He set me down on my feet
again and waited to see if I would fall again. I eyed the toilet over
in the corner. I looked back at him and then back at the toilet. I
wanted him to leave so I could go. He nodded but he didn't leave. I
hung my head again. I was so close to my goal and I couldn't go
because I couldn't tell him to leave.
    He
lifted my head with his finger so he could look at me. He looked
confused again. I was still crying. He picked me up, carried me over
to the toilet and set me down on it. I yelped in pain and jumped up
again rubbing my sore behind.
    He too
started rubbing my behind. He even gave me another smack before he
sat me down again. I peed instantly. I was as embarrassed as can be.
    I
looked for toilet paper. There was none to be seen. He said something
and the toilet seemed to come alive under me. I felt warm water
washing me thoroughly and then hot air dying me. My sore bottom
didn't really appreciate that. But it was nice to be cleaned up that
way without me having to do it myself with him watching. He helped me
to my feet again when I was finished.
    Then
he sat down and peed. I guessed that toilets like this one were the
trick to getting men to sit down. He wasn't in the least embarrassed
to go in front of me. I guessed I was just a lowly servant so it
didn't matter.
    He
took me by the hand again and led me to the door. He was marching me
out of the door again. I had taken a quick peek in the mirror, my
backside was extremely red. He wanted the others to see that? He
probably didn't care. I was just his slave.
    I
wondered when he was going to start to ask me to get things for him.
I wouldn't understand him and he would spank me again. Again fresh
tears came to my eyes. He noticed and stopped and wiped them away.
    The
people in the halls all bowed to him. He was taking his time walking
and spoke with everyone he meet. He said the same thing to each of
them. I was pretty sure that this was part of my punishment because
they all looked at my backside after he spoke, men and women alike.
    He
held my hand and we went back into the huge women cleaning room. Most
were finished being washed and scanned. Four more women were sitting
by his throne.
    He
didn't let go of my hand. He said something and a couple other slaves
came and removed the women from his throne foot area. He sat and I
stood next to him. He pulled me onto his lap. My sore behind
protested. I arched back trying to lift my behind off his lap. My
breasts arched up as I did this. He looked at my breasts for a second
before he repositioned me. He had me leaning on his chest. Everyone
had a fine view of my red backside. His hand was resting on the back
of my head, making sure my head stayed right where it was.
    We
watched the last of the women getting cleaned up. Only one more woman
was moved aside to the others, who had been sitting around the
throne. They were all huddled over in a corner behind his throne.
    The
others were all taken away. It resembled sheep herding the way they
were pushed away. I had a bad feeling about them. I couldn't tell why
they had been singled out. They weren't the prettiest of the women.
Nor were they the ugliest.
    My
rescuer picked me up and set me down on the floor again. He stood up,
grab my hand and walked over to the group of women. They were huddled
so close together. They were whispering to each other saying that he
had beaten me