.. or chaperone ... would have to get it stopped and then walk back, unless he ... or she ... had a horse in the baggage cars. But they should have he...rd something by now, even if it was just a telegraph message. She'd been missing from that train for hours.He looked back up at her face. Her cheeks were pink now, though her breathing had slowed since he stopped stroking her clitoris. He moved up to her shoulder and, stared at her. Yes, her color was much better now. He had done enough. He. Her enjoyment? They were for her bondage. Like chains or more like that dog leash, to lead her around by.She tried to judge the angle of the picture and looked towards her bureau that was next to her bed. It seemed like the pictures came from there but she saw no camera. How are they doing this? Why are they doing this?She realized she had become their slave. She would do anything they asked of her. As tears stream down her face she realized she would do anything to keep her son.She went into. Cowta had put Nagat's saddle for his roan on the express order and Nagat was nearly bursting with pride that he'd be able to ride too. Saytha, Meetee, and Caysha occupied the other three saddles while Teecha and Teechi rode with only a tied on pad of bearskin.I'd about decided they liked to ride that way better anyway. They were hampered by the lack of proper stirrups but they weren't going to be roping anyway and they'd proved they could use their bows fine from their perch. What the hell,. They are then taken to the 'play room', where they are shackled with an electronically controlled locking system. When they are all in the 'play room', I remove their hoods and Emma enters. I have instructed her to increase their agony by releasing their cocks and taking the teasing to another level. She is an expert, moving from one victim to another, raking their cocks and balls with her nails. Crouching down and putting her open mouth close to their cock heads, so they feel her hot breath..