Lipsticks have those ambiguous names anyway. It's always somethingsultry like "Seductive" or "Kissable" or "Goddess." Why can't it justsay "Red"? W...atever, just please let it be red.She pulls off the cap, still concealing the contents. My heartbeat isat 150 now. She slowly twists the bottom, bringing the lipstick up.When I see the red tip, I jump up. YES, I think. I knew it!!Michelle smiles. She's enjoying this, too. Before she paints herlips, she takes my hand and guides it to her. The first one is evident: with this chains, you can no longer stand or walk straight. Go ahead and try again. Be more careful this time.’ I obeyed and saw that I could only squat if I did not want to pull the clit-ring. It felt embarrassing to remain in this position, so I knelt. She said that the chains would be removed whenever I had to do my required exercise and workout. She also said that I might have some problems during sleep, but I would eventually get used to it. ‘The second lesson. So precious and a pureness of innocence that I found myself spending as much time as possible around. I cared little for what my opponents within the Clan claim, that nothing matters but a man-child. Little Dora, my mothers mothers name, mattered.The tome I had been reading for the last three hours was giving me a headache. Written centuries ago, the ink almost blurry on the thick parchment, setting down the beliefs that we now lived by. This book, and others like it, were the forebears of our. “She likes this.”I blushed, unable to deny it. Their eight hands on my body felt amazing, abusing my nipples, penetrating my pussy, and then my ass. My pussy began to respond with growing arousal. My breathing quickened. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the moment and humiliation, knowing it was all being recorded on the close-circuit cameras.“OK, hope you’ve had fun boys,” Cliff said.“Oh damn,” one answered.“What room are you in?” Cliff asked.“4581,” one answered.“Maybe if there’s anything.