Two other heavily-muscled men dressed only in leather pants placed the cross on the girl’s left shoulder and told her to get moving. The other girls...had been assembled on both sides of the path and had been ordered to shout out insults as Lisa passed by carrying her burden. Actually, it hadn’t been too hard to motivate them to mock and deride Lisa as they would be put on half-rations for the next two weeks, forced to double their hours of labor, and also be subjected to additional punishments. Of course that’s not what I meant at all. All I was trying to do was get her off my back.There was this long silence, and then a click.Valerie had never hung up on me before.I admit, I panicked a little bit.I called her back, and it went to voice mail. Twenty minutes later there was a knock at my door. For just a fraction of a second I imagined Val was there, still angry, and wanting to face me about it. Of course that was ridiculous. Depending on how you look at it ... it was worse.It was her. " "Sit down, Geraldine. Or perhaps, now I should say 'Gerald'?" Geraldine'sface contorted as she tried to rise but somehow ended seated much as shehad been. "Now place you hands in your lap, folded and limp." Geraldine/Gerald made the necessary adjustments. "Now, please cross your ankles and sit up nice and straight. And it wouldbe so pleasant to see a smile on your face, Gerald." Visibly, Gerald was resisting each request as Miranda made it, butshortly was composed ladylike and demure,. Though their cocks hung limply, they both felt the pleasurably erotic desire in giving up their lives to womanhood, having been reduced to the very nadir of submission; the third chosen, experiencing the extra bliss of hearing the pleasure the deaths of the other two awarded the women. The second stretched his neck willingly, giving Drusa a superb sexual tingle as she obligingly dispatched his head with gusto, bringing a cheer of heartfelt approval from the sadistic female audience as they.