After a shower and change of clothes, Lance and Brian, met them to bring them up to date on the Neal Handley situation. The bomb had killed one of Han...ley's young playmates. Since the mystery crew had set the booby traps, her death was ruled as accidental. There was no discussion of any reason, since the local drug lord Handley was with controlled the area.However, further investigation into the drug lord revealed he was involved in heroin traffic originating in southern Afghanistan, with funds. In the meantime, we found this was where their main loot was stored, finding a chest with two enchanted pieces of armor in it, as well as a large quantity of gold. Good.I smiled apologetically at Lydia. She sighed, then no small effort, helped me down the cliff face, to where the body of the bandit leader rested. I had almost decided to pass him by, but was glad I didn’t, as he also had some enchanted armor. With whatever affected me blocking my knowledge, I’d need to find many different items. You see my shocked fascination, and give a gloating laugh, before ordering me:‘Worship me, Cunt!’ you instruct me; ‘worship your mistress, you useless blonde cunt-slut! Suck me and eat me, and do it well, you stupid bitch, or you’ll pay for it in pain!’I shudder in fright, for I know thus is no idle threat. But is it only that fear which makes me hurriedly shuffle closer on my knees, take a bracing grip around your thighs, and thrust my mouth against your parted pussy-slit? Or is there. Once you’re done, clean yourself up, put on the attire I lay out and report to my chamber ready to face your punishment.When I step out of the shower, I discovered the attire selected for me: a tiny, spandex bikini bottom and I note that read: “Mistress does not want to see any bikini lines. Shave it all off!” After I shave, I squeeze into the bikini bottoms and march into Mistress’ chamber as ordered. She was waiting on her throne and chastised me for making her wait.“I’m going to teach you to.