CANDYLAND

BY ZOOL
zool1a@yahoo.co.uk

[ part 4 ]

Slave Sarah followed her Lord and Master obediently, two paces behind and one to his right, he stopped just outside of the door and turned to her again, she dropped to her knees. “Very good slave” Said her Lord, “As we walk to the infirmary I will point out various places and rooms to you, look up now please” Sarah raised her head, her Lord indicated the corridor they were in, “Observe this corridor slave” Sarah looked up and down the corridor, on her right was a long wall with a row of perspex doors , on her left was a plain solid wall, both had an opening half way along , she guessed that the one on the door side led to the door to the outside, probably an old fire door. “These perspex doors lead into some of the rooms which our clients use for their pleasure, some are being used right now. The opening on the opposite wall leads to the slaves quarters. Up and follow” He set off again and Sarah leapt to her feet to follow him.

As they passed each door on the right Sarah sneaked a glance inside. In the first room she saw a boy of about twelve kneeling on a bench, face down with his bum sticking up in the air and his arms stretched out in front of him, he was strapped in this position. Kneeling on the bench behind him was a huge fat man, the fat man was pushing his cock into the boy’s rectum! But his cock was tiny for a grown man, she could hear muffled screaming from the boy, but as they passed, the boy turned his head to face her and winked! He was obviously hamming it up for the benefit of the client!

In the next room she saw a grown woman, naked, lying down on a lounger, a naked boy of about eight had his head between her open legs and he was licking her! The next room had a man leaning back against a bench while a girl of about seven stood in front of him, her head level with his groin, her hands and mouth were on the man’s huge, erect cock and she was sucking and stroking it! They turned left at the gap and headed towards a set of double doors. Her Lord stopped and she knelt again. “This is one of the entrances to the slaves quarters slave Sarah” There was a big man guarding the entrance who nodded to the Lord and opened the door for them.

When they were through the door the Lord stopped, Sarah dropped to her knees again, “Feel free to look up and look around slave Sarah!” He said, it was a big room with many beds on either side, like a dormitory, there were many children inside, boys and girls of all ages, all naked, mostly wearing black collars, some with red, some were on the beds, sleeping. One of the boys yelled out at the top of his voice.

“Kneel before our Lord and Master!” There was a huge commotion as some slaves rushed to wake up those who were asleep, eventually all were on their knees at the foot of their beds with their heads firmly on the floor. The Lord walked on and Sarah stood and followed, as they walked down the aisle between the beds one boy of about eleven raised his head and looked up at her.

“SLAVE PAUL! ON YOUR FEET NOW!” yelled the Lord stopping, Sarah dropped to her knees as the boy who had looked up shot upright, the Lord still had his back to them, “Who gave you permission to look up slave Paul?” He asked. How had he known? Sarah thought to herself!

“N n no-one m my Lord” The boy spluttered.

“Six with the strap for this boy guard!” He said to another burly man at the opposite end of the room, the man got up and walked towards them, nodding at the Lord as he drew near, he unhooked a long broad strap with a wooden handle from his belt.

“Prepare for punishment slave” He said to the boy. The boy turned round and leaned forward, grasped the footboard of his bed and spread his legs apart. The man raised his strap and brought it crashing down across the bottom of both of the boy’s buttocks where they joined the legs with an almighty CRACK! The boy winced at the blow but, incredibly Sarah thought, as this was a very sensitive area, he did not scream.

“One, thank you master” said the boy, a second blow landed CRACK! in the same place, “Mff, two, thank you master” Then came a third CRACK! “NNGgg, Th three, th thank you m master!” CRACK! “AHHHH , f f four, th th thank you, m m master!” CRACK! “ AIIIIIII ! AHHHH” The boy was gasping and panting hard now with the pain of being struck repeatedly in the same sensitive area. “ F f f five, th th th thank y y you master!” The big man brought the final blow down faster and harder than the others CRACKKKK!!!! The boy’s legs buckled under him and screamed out loud “AAAIIIIIII ! AIIIIIEEE ! AHHHHHG !” he dropped to his knees, leaning against the end of his bed, “S s s s six! Th th th thank you, m m m master!” The boy turned around now and knelt again, he reached out and took hold of the strap, raised it to his lips and kissed it. “Th this unworthy s slave, thanks master and th thanks his Lord and Master for his p punishment”. He then lowered his head to the floor and kept it there.

The Lord continued walking to the double doors at the end of the room, Sarah followed, when he reached the doors he stopped and turned, Sarah dropped to her knees in front of him, he motioned her to kneel at his side and she did so. “Listen to me slaves, you all saw the terrible sight of slave Charlotte, I want all of you to know that, even though you are punished for offences like slave Paul has just been, I will never again let any of you be beaten so badly as she was, bad masters did that to her before we could reach her and stop them, we will take steps to make sure that that will never happen again! You also will have seen that the bad masters who beat her were punished themselves, you all know that there are rules and that there are limits, be assured that the masters and mistresses who use you are aware of these limits and that if they step beyond them they will suffer the harsh consequences! He then turned and exited through the double doors and Sarah followed him.

Once through the doors they were in another corridor, a guard had been on the other side of the doors and had nodded to the Lord in passing. He walked along the corridor a little, stopped and turned again, Sarah dropped to her knees. “In this corridor slave Sarah” he said “Are my office, my personal training room, various other offices and the infirmary, let’s go visit the Doctor and see how Charlotte is doing!” He set off again and Sarah followed obediently. They went through another set of doors and were in what was obviously a medical room with all of the associated paraphernalia. The Lord stopped just inside and Sarah sank to her knees again. “You may remain on your feet in here slave Sarah, you will see better”, Sarah stood up again and saw the doctor walking towards them.

“You had me worried back then you know” said the doctor to the Lord, “What was the point of letting that poor child go through that charade?”

“It was no charade doctor” The Lord replied, “Didn’t you see the look on Charlotte’s face, she believed she was doing the right thing, she was trying to please. My forgiveness meant the world to her, as did my rewards, it will have done her mind as much good as your ministrations will do to her body! Now, where is she?”

The doctor led them to a bed behind a screen, the slave Charlotte was lying face down on the bed, still naked , the blood and sweat had been cleaned from her body and there was a whitish ointment spread all over the injuries caused by the steel whips. She was still, quiet, breathing lightly and regularly. Sarah moved to the side of the bed and took hold of one of Charlotte’s hands, the child on the bed opened her eyes slowly, Sarah stroked her other hand gently down the uninjured side of Charlotte’s face, Charlotte mumbled something inaudible. “ Will she be alright?” Said Sarah “Will she get better?”

The Lord moved to stand behind Sarah, put his hands on her shoulders and gave them a squeeze, “I am touched that you show such concern for Charlotte, slave Sarah. However, you just moved without permission and you spoke without permission!” He said, Sarah gasped and brought her hand up to her mouth, “Congratulations my little slave, you have just earned you first punishment” A tear trickled down Sarah’s face and she began to tremble, “Don’t worry about it just now little one, I will see to it later, since you have already asked the question which was on my very own lips, why don’t we let the doctor answer.” Sarah could have kicked herself, how could she have been so foolish, now she was going to be punished, but how? What would the Lord do to her? Nothing bad seemed to be happening right away though, so she paid attention to the doctor, but she resolved to be much more careful in future!

“Fortunately, no bones were broken although the punching and kicking caused a great deal of bruising and tissue damage, but they will heal. The injuries caused by the steel whips are extensive, there is a lot of skin damage, but the cuts are not too deep.”

“Will there be scarring?” said the Lord, a look of genuine concern on his face, Sarah marvelled at how her Lord could be so compassionate one moment and so terrifying the next!

The Doctor sighed, “She is young and fit, the skin of the young heals better than adults, I think at worst there will be fine white lines, no more, what concerns me is the drugs I’m having to give her. Those whips cause a tremendous amount of pain, the poor child was in absolute agony! I have had to sedate her very heavily to ensure that she rests, I will need to manage her very carefully to avoid addiction! It will be at least a week before she can lie on her back and rest properly. I think you are looking at, at least a month before she can return to any kind of duty!”

“Thank you Doctor”, Said the Lord, “Please give her your personal attention, if there is anything you need please don’t hesitate to ask” He turned to leave the room and stopped, slave Sarah was on her knees in front of him, her head on the floor, hands on either side, palms facing upwards! “Well now little slave” He said, “Another question? At least you remembered your manners this time, very well, speak!”

Sarah came to the upright kneeling position “Please my Lord, may I help the Doctor take care of the slave Charlotte?” The Lord looked at her, puzzled.

“The Doctor has assistants and slaves already to assist him” He said, indicating two other men in white coats and a couple of naked girls on the other side of the room. “Why do you want to help him!”

Sarah gulped, “I, I watched those nasty men hurting Charlotte, I couldn’t help, I was outside, I couldn’t do anything, I, I feel”….

“Responsible? Said the Lord, Sarah nodded, “Noble sentiments little one, but there was nothing you could have done, the good Doctor himself barely made it in time to rescue her!” He looked up at the Doctor, “Well, do you think you could use another assistant Doctor?”

“I think, perhaps, when Charlotte has recovered a little, it would do no harm to have a little companion to help her convalesce, it’s your choice of course”.

The Lord looked down at Sarah, “You will not have much free time whilst being trained my little one, but I suppose I could make it one of your duties to help Charlotte, very well, when the time comes I will allow it!”

“Thank you my Lord and Master”, said Sarah, “I will do my best to please you , I will try to be a good slave for you”. The Lord turned and left the room, Sarah rose and followed.

“It’s way past your supper time I think”, the Lord said to his newest slave, “I will arrange for some food for you shortly, but first we will go to my training room and I will show you a few things”. A short way along the corridor he turned into another room, Sarah followed, the Lord turned and took hold of her hand, pulling her forwards and in front of him, “Look closely around this room little one, you will be spending a lot of time in rooms like this, where I will conduct your training. Take a good, long look” Sarah looked around the room, it was full of a bewildering array of benches and equipment, most were fitted with restraints. On one wall was a rack on which hung whips and canes and straps and other things which she did not understand. Suddenly she was afraid, she remembered the room in which she had seen Charlotte so terribly beaten, that had had a rack full of things like this!

The Lord placed his hands on her shoulders and crouched down behind her, he ran his hands down over her chest and belly and slipped one of them between her legs and ran his fingers up and down her little slit, felt her body trembling, heard her gasp at his touch “Ah yes”, he whispered in her ear, “You really are very responsive aren’t you? I can smell your nascent sexuality! I am going to enjoy training you very much!” He stood up and pushed her forward towards one of the many benches, this one was short, about two feet long. From one end a padded bar extended horizontally, from the other end two similar bars extended one on either side but at an angle so that the bench had a “Y” shape, all three bars appeared adjustable.

“Wait by this bench” said the Lord, he walked over to a cupboard and took some items out, then he went to the far end of the room and made a phone call, Sarah could not hear his words, presently he returned to her and squatted in front of her “Give me your hands slave” Sarah reached out her hands and the Lord fastened two white, padded, leather cuffs around her tiny wrists, “Now lift your legs one at a time” a similar cuff was attached to each of her ankles. She studied the cuffs, they had small, steel rings set into them. “Lie face down on this bench now slave, head towards the single arm”. Sarah obeyed, the Lord adjusted her position so that her mound rested on the edge of the “Y” shaped end. Then he stretched her arms out in front of her, clipped her wrist cuffs to a thin chain and attached the other end to the far end of the bar. He then moved to the other end of the bench, pulled her legs apart and fastened them to the padded “Y” bars. Sarah heard metallic clicking noises and felt the leg bars being moved further apart until her legs were almost at right angles to her body. The Lord walked to the other end and pulled on the single bar, it clicked out from the bench, he pulled until her body was stretched out to his satisfaction. Sarah was now helpless and splayed out.

The Lord moved to her side, reached down and turned her head to face him, he bent down and kissed her cheek, “I have sent for some food for you little one, but before it arrives there is a little matter we need to attend to isn’t there?” He placed his hand on her shoulders and stroked it down her back, caressing her soft skin, then down over her buttocks, cupping and squeezing each one in turn.

“My Lord?” Sarah asked, puzzled. The Lord continued to stroke her buttocks, then ran his hand up and down the inside of each, slender thigh, then stroked her slit again, gently up and down, heard her gasp and felt her little body tremble again.

“YOUR PUNISHMENT SLAVE!” The Lord spoke in a loud, firm, angry voice, Sarah gasped, in fright this time, she had forgotten! “In the infirmary my little slave Sarah, you moved without my permission and you spoke without my permission!” Sarah was shaking in fear now, the Lord moved away, she heard him taking something from the rack of whips and things, what was it? A whip? A cane? She heard him move again and then, once more he was beside her, he was holding a leather strap by a wooden handle, it was the same kind that the nasty men had first beaten slave Charlotte with! She began to cry softly, whimpering, she didn’t want to be beaten, but she had earned it hadn’t she? She had moved and spoken without permission, she had broken the rules, she had been warned about that hadn’t she?! “Slave Sarah listen to me, the punishment for moving without permission is six with the strap, the punishment for speaking without permission is also six with the strap” the Lord moved to the end of the bench and stood between her outstretched legs. “Slave Sarah, do you remember the punishment that I ordered for the boy slave in the slave’s quarters?”.

“Y yes my Lord” came the sobbing reply, she remembered how the boy had held his place and counted the blows, thanking the master beating him for each one and thanking for his punishment when it was done.

“Good, you will do like the boy did, I will now begin your punishment, which will be twelve strokes of the punishment strap, six on each side”. With that he raised the strap high above his head and brought it whistling down with a loud CRACK! On Sarah’s right buttock. Sarah screamed as intense pain shot through her, this was far worse than any spanking she had had! She wailed and screamed and sobbed, her body shaking, “I am waiting slave” Said the Lord.

“W w w one, th th th thank you, m m my Lord” Came the reply finally, CRACK! Came the second blow, on her left buttock this time, “AAAIIIIIIII” she wailed “AAAHHHH! AAHHHAHAHAHAAAaaaa, owwwwww” She lay there shaking and sobbing. “T t t t two, gasp, th th thank y you m’Lord” CRACK! On her right thigh this time and the little slave Sarah screamed again and eventually counted again, on and on the punishment went, blow upon blow cracking down on her thighs and buttocks, Sarah screaming her lungs out each time, her body wracked with sobs, never had she felt such pain! How had that boy managed to stay in place? And count so calmly? Finally it was over, her buttocks and legs felt like they were on fire! The Lord moved to her side again and held the strap out to her mouth, eventually her sobbing subsided and she kissed the strap. “Th this un unworthy s slave, th th thanks her L L Lordand M master, f f for her p p pun ish ment” she finally managed to whisper out.

The Lord moved away and she heard him hang up the strap, he returned and unfastened her from the bench then helped her to stand up. Sarah stood there before him, naked little body shaking, eyes cast down, still sobbing and whimpering slightly, she moved her hands behind her to rub her sore buttocks and thighs, trying to rub the pain away, “Stand still slave or there will be more punishment!” barked the Lord. Sarah came smartly to attention! The Lord faced her and moved close to her, he put his hand under her chin, “Look up at me!” Sarah obeyed and looked up at her Lord and Master. His face now had a more kindly expression, his voice was calmer now. “I warned you that punishment was harsh, slave Sarah, you must try to be more obedient, the rules are very simple, my advice to you is to repeat the rules over and over to yourself as often as possible so that you will not forget them again!” He ran his hand down her cheeks, brushing the tears away. “It is a good job that you chose to be an obedient slave and wear the white collar, if I had had to put the red and white on you, you would have just had to endure twice as many strokes of the strap!” Sarah shuddered at the thought!

The Lord led her over to another corner of the room, here there was a small bed, steel framed and very Spartan, the mattress and single pillow were covered in plain white linen covers. It was a high bed, the mattress was about three feet off the floor. He considered throwing her onto the bed and raping her there and then! The beating he had given her had given him a raging hard-on! He thought better of it though, she had had more than enough to cope with for one day, later he would relieve himself on another slave. He sat her down on the edge of the bed, she winced, her buttocks and legs were very sore and red from her punishment, “Ah, hurts eh?” said the Lord, “You may lie on your side if it is more comfortable” Sarah did so and supported herself semi-upright on one arm. The Lord clipped a length of chain onto her collar and clipped the other end to the steel frame at the head of the bed. There was a knock on the door, “Well my little slave, I do believe that your supper has arrived! ENTER!”

The door opened, a naked girl entered, carrying a small tray on which were a steaming bowl, a glass of milk and an empty glass and a bottle of water. The girl was about twelve years old, slim with tiny perky breasts and a firm round bum, the faintest suggestion of hair had begun to grow on her mound. She walked over to the Lord, like all the other slaves she had the same, terrified expression on her face. She knelt and offered the tray up to him. “Thank you slave, Helen isn’t it?” He asked the terrified girl, taking the tray from her.

“Y yes my Lord” came the reply, “How else may I serve my Lord and Master this evening?” She remained perfectly still in a kneeling position, eyes cast down.

“Bring me a chair slave Helen” The girl ran to another side of the room, picked up a chair and brought it over to her Lord. He placed the tray on the bed then sat, he motioned the girl to kneel next to him. The bowl was full of a tasty looking stew, Sarah felt her tummy rumbling she had no idea of the time but knew it was well past her supper time! The Lord took a spoonful of the stew and held it out to Sarah, “Open child” Sarah opened her mouth and the Lord popped the spoonful of food into her mouth. Sarah chewed, it was delicious! The Lord spent the next few minutes gently spoon feeding his newest slave then he helped her to drink the cool refreshing milk before wiping her face with a napkin. He placed the glass and water on a small table by the bed and gave the tray back to the kneeling Helen, “Put this by the door slave Helen and come back here”. Helen obeyed, the Lord stood up and pushed the chair to one side then pulled Helen in front of him so that her back was to him, they both faced the bed now about a foot away from it. “Sarah sit up now”, Sarah did so, wincing as she was still sore, she sat on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling over the side, “Move your legs apart child”, Sarah did so, spreading her legs as far as she could, “Lean back on your arms”, again Sarah obeyed and the Lord and the slave Helen looked over her little body.

The Lord leaned down and whispered into the slave Helen’s ear, “Unzip me and put your hand on my cock girl” The slave Helen obediently reached behind her and unzipped the Lord’s trousers, reached in with her hand and began stroking the Lord’s throbbing erection. “Mmmmmm, good, good, Sarah, tomorrow I will teach you about sex, until then watch and learn”, he reached down with his hands and squeezed the budding breasts of the slave Helen, tweaking her nipples, she moaned and sighed, continuing to stroke his cock. He ran one of his hands down over her belly, over her mound and between her legs and pushed his fingers into her quim. She gasped and thrust her hips onto his hand, “See how Helen responds to my touch Sarah?” Sarah nodded, she was absolutely fascinated. The Lord pulled his hand away and spun the girl round, “Kneel!” he commanded, the girl instantly obeyed, “Take me out!”, the girl reached into his trousers and pulled out his stiff cock, Sarah was amazed, it was huge! Bigger than the nasty men’s she had seen before! “Suck me Helen!” Sarah watched in awe as Helen placed her mouth around the Lord’s huge erection and began to move her head up and down the long, thick shaft, whilst simultaneously stroking it with her hand. Faster and faster she moved while the Lord stood there groaning until he yelled “NOW! NOW GIRL!” Helen pulled her mouth of his cock and held it wide open, pointing the tip towards he open mouth, “Ahhhh yes!” said the Lord and spurt after spurt of his cum leapt from his hard cock into the Girl’s open mouth, Helen expertly caught it all and gulped it down. Then she placed her mouth over his cock again and moved it up and down, up and down sucking, gulping and slurping. Finally he pulled her head away, satisfied.

“Now take the tray away slave Helen then go to my private chambers, you will sleep with me tonight” He motioned the girl away.

“Yes my Lord, thank you my Lord” , the girl turned and skipped away, a huge grin on her face, she picked up the tray and left. The Lord turned back to face Sarah.

“In time Sarah, I will teach you to do what you just saw Slave Helen do, that and much more, now though it is late and time for you to sleep, first come with me” He unclipped her collar from the chain and led her through an archway into an antechamber, here there was a large, open shower and a toilet. “Use the toilet slave” said the Lord, Sarah looked at him, eyes wide open in astonishment! He couldn’t mean that, could he? Being naked was one thing but this! Going to the toilet in front of him! “I take it you do need to go slave?”, Sarah nodded, her eyes cast down, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment! She moved towards the toilet and hesitated, “Some masters and mistresses like to watch slaves on the toilet, you may as well get used to it” Sarah sat down and her Lord stood in front of her, presently he heard the soft tinkling of her pee pouring into the bowl, followed by a few soft plops as she screwed up her face in shame! “Have you finished slave?” Sarah nodded, never had she felt so wretched, then to her shock and further embarrassment the Lord took a hand full of soft moist tissues from beside the toilet and reached down between her legs, gently wiping her and cleaning her.

“Now stand up slave”, Sarah obeyed and the Lord led her over to the shower area and stood her in it, then to her surprise he undressed and joined her! “We may as well shower together as it is my bedtime too!” He started the shower and Sarah felt the hot water start to play on her, she looked at her Lord, he was quite athletic, his huge cock hung limply in front of him now, he knelt down, took some scented soap from a dish and began to soap up her body, working up a good lather, stroking every inch of her tiny form. He took shampoo and washed her hair gently, then handed her the soap and ordered her to wash him next. She rubbed the soap over his body, felt his firm hard muscles, rubbed the soap up and down his cock, marvelling at how it began to grow again at her touch. Next she washed his hair and they both rinsed off. They helped to dry each other off then the Lord led her back to the bed and sat her down on it clipping her collar to the chain again. He walked over to a cupboard and took out a black robe which he put on then he walked back to her.

“You will sleep here tonight, If you need the toilet again the chain is long enough to reach and , should you become thirsty, there is water on the table here”. He kissed her on the forehead, “Rest now and I will see you in the morning” . With that he left the room, leaving her alone.

Sarah gazed around the room, looking at the bewildering benches and racks, wondered how they were all used, looked at the array of whips and canes and straps and shuddered, her mind a whirl of confusion, presently the door opened again and a naked boy entered, about twelve years old she guessed, he was wearing a red collar and as he walked past her she could see fresh stripe marks on his buttocks! He walked into the shower room and she heard the noise of running water as he cleaned the area, presently he came out, carrying the Lord’s clothes which he put into a bag he obtained from another cupboard, he took a cloth and wiped down the bench she had been punished on. Then he approached her, “Hello” she said, “What’s your name” The boy gave her a horrified look and shook his head, putting his finger to his mouth. He jerked his head up and to one side, Sarah’s eyes followed the movement and she saw a security camera in a corner of the ceiling pointed directly at them! He pointed at her, then he placed his hands together on one side of his head and tilted his head to one side, Sarah recognised the universal sign for sleep. The boy picked up the bag with the Lord’s clothes in it and walked to the door, he turned and gave her a little wave, then he turned off the light and left. Now the room was lit only by the dim glow from the corridor outside.

Sarah lay down on her side and placed her head on the pillow, suddenly she was a frightened child again as the events of the day ran through her mind, here she was, naked and alone, in a strange place, her home and family were less than a mile from this building, they would be frantic with worry! She would never see them again the Lord had said, she was his now, his slave, this was now her home and it was her fault, she had spied, she had been caught, she should have just picked up her book and gone home, home to her daddy.

Suddenly she had a revelation! Her daddy had been behaving oddly towards her lately, coming into her room late at night, putting his hand inside her pyjamas and stroking her bottom, fingering her bumhole! She thought back to when she had been seven. To that night when she had first heard grunting noises coming from her older brother’s bedroom. She had slid out of bed and gone to investigate, when she had pushed open the door to her brother’s room what she had seen had puzzled her!

Her brother, then about nine, had been face down on the bed, naked. Her daddy, also naked, had been on top of him, moving up and down! Her brother’s face had been turned towards the door and she had seen tears streaming down his face! His briefs had been stuffed into his mouth to keep him quiet! Her daddy had seen her and told her to go back to her room!

After that, she had heard the grunting every few nights. Sometimes she had heard her brother sobbing softly afterwards. Sometimes she had heard sharp, cracking noises! She knew now what had made that noise. A strap being whacked across her brother’s backside! Now she was the same age as her brother had been then! It dawned on her that her daddy had intended to start doing the same things to her that he had started to do to her brother when he was nine!

Suddenly it seemed to make no difference whether she was here or at home! She remembered the time a couple of months back when her brother had come into her room. He had been naked and he had felt her up like her daddy had done. Daddy had come into the room and dragged him out. The noise of the strap had been loud that night, loud and long! The grunting had lasted longer too and her brother had cried and whimpered for hours afterwards!

Conflicting emotions pulled at her and the tears began to flow, she loved her daddy and brother, they were her family! But they both obviously wanted to do the same things to her that the people here did! She pulled the pillow round in front of her and hugged it tightly, burying her face into it and she sobbed and sobbed, her little body shaking. Finally as she was overcome by exhaustion the little, white collared, slave Sarah, fell asleep.