DAMN! I hoped she would climb into the tub with me but she didn’t.
She was very obedient and washed each part of me, even paying special attention to some parts but still she did not get into the tub with me!

When I finally feel well cleaned I step out of the tub. I instruct her to dry me off.
As she does I notice the bruises on her bottom. Perhaps I did strike her too hard. I am tempted to kiss the bruises and tell her I am sorry but after bringing her this far I do not want to weaken her training.

I tell her to get dressed and wait for me in the front room while I get dressed. She is standing waiting for me. It almost appears that she is standing at attention as a soldier would, good! I tell her training is done for the day and order her to leave.
But I want to test her one more time.
I tell Zoe I will have time to continue her training tomorrow, Sunday morning if she wishes. Fear shoots across her face. I think she is still in pain from today’s training.
I instruct her to be here promptly at ten a.m. if she wishes to continue her training. I make it quite clear that if she is not here Sunday morning I expect to see her the following Saturday morning promptly at ten.
I am too busy to train a slave during the week.
I will see if Zoe ever returns again.
Inside of me I hope she will return on Sunday.