On my knees, I bend to lap them up. "Look at the slut. There is no limit to the depth of his depravity. Has he no shame? Lap it all up, you dog."The m...re they disparage me, the hornier I get. Of course I have no shame. I aim my hungry hole up at them, and turn to look them in the eyes. Still on my knees, holding myself up with one hand, I take hold of my cock with the other, and start to stroke it, still staring into their faces."Yes, show us what you've got," I am encouraged. I take my hand. Ichanged out of my clothes and was just wearing my boxers and an undershirt as Iusually do for bed. This suspense was killing me. On one hand I was so horny ifI didn’t cum soon my resulting orgasm would drown a small village. On the otherI didn’t want to end up jerking off and shooting my load just to have her walkin minutes later. I would have been hard and ready to go if she did but thefirst nut is always the best, and I didn’t want to waste it. Just before I gave up hope and turned out my. I've got some wet ones in my bag to clean it afterwards."I fished in my bag and found the little tool in its case looking for the world like a lipstick. Jody turned away from me on the blanket and hiked up her skirt, and soon I could hear the cheerful little purring of the bullet and Jody's soft moaning, one knee in the air. The thought of what she was doing was having an effect on me too and just in case anyone happened along I turned a little on my side to half face her and used my fingers to. "OK, disobedient Lesbonians and visitors to Lesbonia," the naked slave attending the wagon's oven says. "It's time for your slavery marking. Don't give me no shit, and there will be none in return." Also," one of the dyke cops says. "Giving her shit is a punishable offense. The penalty is mandatory: 25 lashes, 7 days on the cross, and 2 years of slavery. There will be no trial. All that's needed is for two police officers to witness the event. Plus, that penalty is in addition to whatever.