What finally threw the cat among the pigeons, however, was when he had the camp policing assignment. For that, while the young campers were doing thei... usual, supervised things, he was to perform an inspection of their tents and look for cigarettes or (God forbid) drugs or other contraband items. What he found that day, shortly after Rachael had departed was Shannon's poorly written but very revealing journal. The kids who attended the camp were encouraged to keep a daily journal and jot down. ”The black slave roughly grasped the Mistress under the armpits and stood her upright. Leaning the Mistress forwards, the black slave grabbed a tube of lubricant, and, slipping the nozzle up the Mistress’s rectum, squirted a copious amount up her bum. “You wouldn’t dare!” squeaked the Mistress, as the black slave lowered her slowly backwards on to his engorged cock. A low moan came from the Mistress, as she felt the large cock invade her bumhole, the thick hot male weapon spreading her. ? The first is that I am going to do absolutelyanything I want with you, and there is nothing you can do to stopit."? Savoring her terrifiedwhimpering for a minute, he let his fingers begin descending into the valley ofher tight, young vagina.? Feeling herabout to start struggling her stopped probing and crushed her body tight as hesaid, "The second lesson, is that ANY resistance will be SEVERELYpunished, do you understand?" Colapsing against her restraints, Jessica hung limp and. I knelt down and took my backpack off and peeked inside. Usually I keep an extra set of gym clothes with me. "Shit!" Not today.Something rustled in the brush behind me. Startled, I fumbled with the pack and dropped it. A dog; a mangy dirty mutt came forth, panting. I held out my hand for him to smell. He growled, sniffing the air. I lowered my head and tried to remain calm.More rustling in the brush. Three more dogs came out. They looked malnourished. Perhaps they were wild dogs? I didn't know.