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Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM's very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM's Club.
The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own.
In Chapter Six, Evelyn tells the second of ten tales to show her superiority as a true Mistress.
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The jurywoman sat down and one of the jurymen stood. His voice was also electronically distorted, but you could tell that it was a man's voice. "Tell us, Evelyn, of the earliest experience you can remember of showing domination over another person."
Evelyn thought for a moment and then began, "That would probably be when I got Tommy Barington spanked. Tommy was the chauffeur's son. I think I was only 7 or 8 at the time. We lived in a really nice house in a rather secluded area. There was a pool that was part of the back patio. One of the doors off the patio went into a changing room with showers. I had one of my girlfriends over for an overnight and we were going to swim in the afternoon. I made sure that Tommy could hear me when I told her in a rather loud stage whisper that if anyone was around she really should change in the shower stall with the curtain drawn because there was a window high on the wall that opened into the second floor balcony. Anyone who was in the right place on the balcony could see everything in the changing room. What I didn't tell her is that I had intentionally broken that window and then told mom to have the repairman replace it with clear glass so that more light could get in. I told mom that it would make no difference because it was a such small window and no one could see anything unless they were practically lying on the ground on the second floor stone patio.
When Traci and I went into the changing room, she started to go into a shower stall, but I said to her, "There's nobody around you don't need to do that." However, I knew that no nine-year old boy could resist the opportunity to see a girl naked and that Tommy would sneak up to the second floor balcony and try to see us through the window. He did. I could hear him as he walked across the stone floor of the patio. I waited until I was totally naked and then looked up at the window and screamed as loud as I could.
Traci and I wrapped towels around ourselves and ran outside in time to catch Tommy running down the outside steps that lead from the second floor patio to the pool area. He turned beet red when I called him a pervert and tried to stammer out some sort of excuse. "You stay right there," I yelled at him. Traci and I are going to get our swimsuits on and we will be right back.
Traci said she really didn't want to swim anymore, but I told her that what we were going to do would be much more fun that swimming. We came back a few moments later with our suits on. Tommy was standing next to the pool, shaking slightly. I said, "Tommy, if I tell my parents about this your father will get fired and you and your family will be out on the street. Do you want that?"
"No," he stammered.
