She was surprised to see, on the stand to her left, the heavyset woman who had led her into the arena. With no clothing on, it was obvious that most ...f her large body mass was muscle, not fat.Two burly men in black T-shirts with the word "Security" in big white letters on the front and back walked among the rows checking the tightness of the cuffs. As they passed Target, one of them reached up and ripped the tape from her mouth. She started to call out and tell him that she had been. That is my trade you know, storytelling, and the tale I have in mind is about a bloody war between our Roman army and a remote tribe to the northeast dominated entirely by women. Yes, woman -- beautiful, exotic and fierce in battle. I know you will find this story intriguing, even disturbing. If you do not agree with me when I am finished, then you owe me nothing. What do you say? Yes? Very good! Come sit with me on this marble bench.?Before I begin, I must first tell you about this strange. She actually loved having to stretch her arms forward knowing that her bottom was then perched across the edge of the caning table and ready for a caning. She stretched her arms up and didn’t resist at all as Officer Pearson connected each of her wrists to the leather cuffs which would keep her albeit stinging hands well away from her bottom during the caning. Officer Pearson then secured the leather straps around each of her thighs and then both ankle clasps, and then, finally, secured the. His legs and buns were covered in glistening blond hair that sparkled in the noon-day sun. The rest of his body was equally hairy and very muscular. He had his legs spread allowing me a perfect view of his balls and ass crack. I stepped on a twig and he quickly turned around to see who was there. Without saying a word, he just turned back around and lay his head down again, closing his eyes. Since he didn=t seem to mind, I just had to get a better view. I found a way to get up to the.