"I'm tired. Good night," she said."Good night," he replied.Kristy walked over to the bedroom and walked in and then closed it. She pulled off her swea...er and jeans and then stood there looking at herself in the full length mirror in her underwear. She touched her pussy with her right hand and felt that it was very wet. She took off her bra and panties and slipped into her thin white nightie and crawled into bed.About half an hour later the bedroom door opened softly and the sound of soft. No fucking way, you motherfucker, she screamed. Tracey knew she was helpless and her future looked grim. Please Boss. She pleaded. I can be special for you. Oh youll earn me enough to be a special slut, he snickered. She heard many excited voices, saw many faces moving around the room, heard some growls. Oh No! A VERY large German Shepherd dog was paraded around the room to the delight of the now 40 odd crowd of people. Bruno was lead to her rear end. He soon sensed her pussy and began to lick. I left my knife in my bag; we were outnumbered and defenceless. Yet I was honest. “No. We are from the villae yonder. We are going to the local village to find out what is happening.” I didn’t say we had rebelled, but then I didn’t say we hadn’t.“May we come with you? We have killed our master and now need to find how we can form some kind of army for when the bastards come for revenge.”“If they do. They were leaving Britannia anyway weren’t they?”“Romans don’t forgive and forget. I’m Bran, son. ” “Oh, I think we can relive this fantasy,” Amber replied, giving me a dirty wink. “How so?” I asked. “Don't you have to return your cheerleader uniforms after this week?” “Nope,” Amber answered. “Luckily for you, my father has plenty of influence. He paid some very prominent people to let us keep our sexy cheerleader uniforms. Our season might be over, but we can still put our skimpy uniforms on, cheer loudly, and most importantly, have lots of fun with you.” “And the fun isn't over yet,”.