Madison getting a reality check- Day 1<br/><br/>She couldn't dance away but boy did she dance, first to protect herself from another slap and then as an attempt to avoid the following slap of the crop on her thighs. Fresh tears rolled down Madison's cheek from the new pain.<br/><br/>"Please don't hit me, I- I'll repeat," she whimpered before repeating the word several times. Each time she said it it came out clearer and better annunciated.<br/><br/>It was clear that Moussad wouldn't tolerate a spacey Madison. A trait in her that would either get beaten out of her or simply get her in trouble often. Rarely did the thoughts remain on a solid track. Her train of thought constantly running amuck.