?Hey!? cried Tony. ?She's coming again, the little tramp!? Tony was fingering her cunt and noting that were he had burnt her most savagelywas now wet....Tony lighted up his stogie again and attacked her nipples withit. This made her whimper loudly. They untied her after about fifteen more minutes of Tony's brand of nippleplay and had her fix them supper. The carrot used as a butt plug she had toremove herself and cook separately as her meal. She put the blouse with herother clothes. They allowed. Though I am not titled a prince, I am descended from the King, or ‘Naaba’ as my people call it, Wogbho the First. He was my great-grandfather. His second son, Prince Sanum, was my grandfather. And I was born to his daughter, Princess Yennenga. My father, Dulugu, was born in a small village and became a great warrior for our people. Through his mighty victories and rising to become a colonel, he was able to secure the hand of my mother in marriage. It was quite a feat for a man from his. That evening we all had hot dogs for dinner and sat by the campfire. After the fire started to die out, Pat and I went in to get some sleep.Frank dreamt:I woke up in morning with a splitting headache, you know, one of those where it hurts so bad, you just know you're going to puke. I jumped and ran to the bathroom — thankfully I made it — but I spent most of the next few hours in there, being as sick as a dog. I had the strangest dream last night; it seemed so real but yet I know it was a. Myripping Carli whatever her name was' head off wasn't going to changethings.Ten minutes later Dr Tsing stepped out of the examination room."Malissa, I've given her a sedative. But the good thing is she's onlyweak from blood loss, they didn't rape her. Though I'm sure that wasprobably their intentions," said Dr Tsing. "You can probably take herhome in a few hours after she wakes up." Thank you," I hugged him."I believe there is someone waiting to talk with you," he motioned to thewaiting.