Thirty two seconds. Not bad!" Thanks," I puffed."It's all red!" she said, concerned."You buffed it pretty hard, friction burns." Aw, I'm sorry... kiss...it better?"She dabbed her lips on it."I'll recover," I told her."Good! I need to put it in my diary before I forget." You're keeping records!" I said after her fleeing figure."Of course!" she called back.I followed her to her room. She was noting the figures down in her diary."Let me see?" I asked her."No! its private," she complained.But I fell. "Sherry? Are you alright?" So lovely!" she whispered as she stared at me. Oh shit! I forgot about the tee shirt! It rode up! I didn't mean to give her a free beaver shot right now! "Cindy, I'm so glad you came to me! I heard you call for me just now! It took all my willpower to stay away!" Uh, thank you, I, I think!" I gasped as I tried to tug the shirt down over my stupid wet pussy. "I, I heard you calling my name too." Oh shit! I somehow think that wasn't the right thing to say!"I'm glad you. "You are not a newbie that needs training, you just need to be broken to resolve some of your insolence," he commanded.That made her feel so much better, she was not too keen about being a public piss-pot, but she had no idea what he really had in-store for her. They watched the girl for a few minutes, and then someone untied her, helped her up and motioned to the next girl to take her place. She quickly knelt in the pool of piss and offered her ankles and wrists for binding. "Let’s go, guys,". ”“It’s not to be unexpected. Sandra is petite, slender, smaller frame, smaller bust. Ninve is plump, voluptuous, larger frame, larger bust. Though both are about the same height. Funny how that works. It does make Ninve self-conscious about her weight somewhat, but she has gained some confidence in knowing that she is the main source of nourishment for the little ones. I love how nobody puts Sandra down about that or Ninve about her weight. We, especially you, Mark, accept both of them as they.