Tess would already be getting a whipping which should require medical disclosure. Mario, I strapped to the whipping horse and gave a good caning. Afte... Mario had gone, I released Tess from her bonds and gestured her to the whipping horse, where Mario had just been. I added weights to the nipple and clit clamps. Then, I left to change. My outfit needed to be something easily washable, so I chose a one piece swimsuit. Tess had asked for a whipping, and I intended to make it memorable. I started. Sometimes I had to circle the whole house to find which room they were doing their nasty things in. One time, it was the kitchen table – where they eat! She was in a tight yellow dress when he snuck up behind her.Before I knew it, he had her dress hoisted up over her bottom, panties down (she actually had them on this time), and she was bent forward over the kitchen table. Again, this is the same table they would later eat dinner on, mind you. And you will never believe what happened next!. Murder One, the jury said. Guilty. No one ever even stopped to ask why, just whether or not I did it. I couldn’t tell you if any o’ these people had judged me, but they’re judgin’ me now. Too rugged. Too rough. No grace. These bastards all look alike to me. Ain’t no one movin’ a muscle. Music’s playin’ still but the band sounds strained. No one’s dancin’. Nothin’. Then I see why, as I step out the front o’ the Manor. Blues lined up ready for a showdown, and that sweet lookin’ lady I clubbed.. Except I saw from the perspective of Fadhil that he had actuallymanipulated our superiors into sending only the three of us to check outthe temple, because he didnt feel like he could handle an entire companyof soldiers.And that wasn't the only bit of information I learned. When we got to thetemple, he was concerned about the fact I seemed to be able to resisthim, and he actually tried to get Don and Richard to kill me.They fought that impulse, and finally, he just made them double-time intothe.