Why do we have to suffer more punishment when it was all Holly’s fault, not ours?”Brianna’s reply was cut short by the sudden burst of pain expl...ding in her head. Over her own cries and sobs, she barely heard her daughters’ continuous shrieks of agony. The half hour punishment had begun.By the time the masters released them, Brianna and her girls were completely broken. After a couple of masters amused themselves by feeling up their tits, asses and pussies, they obediently knelt naked, not. Some women weren't classic beauties, but they just dripped sex appeal. Susan was one of them.Cussing the upset stomach and headache that was driving him in, Pete trudged slowly back to the house, his boots sinking deep into the rich soil. He was feeling sorry for himself the whole time. The good part, if there was any, was the way Susan was going to fuss over him once he got back to the comfort of their home. She was good to him, and he was so lucky to have her.Stepping around the end of the. It only took about fifteen minutes but it felt like an eternity until shefinally washed the color out of my hair. The top, while still wet, wasclearly platinum like it was yesterday. The strange part was that theshort shaved parts were deep red. It was certainly an exotic contrast.We walked back to the styling chair where Simone blew my hair dry, whichonly took about a minute. The blonde started looking much lighter as itwas drying. Once dry she started taking some of the strands of blonde. Was thatappropriate? Or was the pronoun "it" a more fittingly applied to thegenderless thing she had become . Perhaps she could discuss the questionwith Judith but realised that her edentulous state made conversationdifficult. Her musings were interrupted when Judith began to speak toher."Mary, you are almost certainly bewildered by all that has happened toyou and what the future holds. Firstly, I propose to take back to myflat, get you cleaned up and safely tucked up in bed to recover.