Miss Amy Hunter came to visit, and she left quite an impression. A lax domestic slave was firmly corrected, having to earn his leash back through acts of contrition and the acceptance of punishment. It was particularly pleasing to see a good hand-tawsing put to use. It’s often forgot just how effective that is, particularly combined with the right sort of eye contact, which was certainly present in this case. I wasn’t sure if the slave was trembling from pain, or the weight of Miss Amy’s piercing blue stare.