How did she know so much about me, what kind of horny magic was she playing on me & my cock? She leaned over & bowed her head down towards my hard-on,..."wow Stef you look like you need to unload? Put the cup down Darling, follow me". Like a hypnotised slave I followed every word she said, we got up & I followed her upstairs, her skirted arse seemed to be like a beacon to follow. We walked into a big bedroom with a large double bed, "take your clothes off Stef lets sort out that massive swelling. During the acceptance and training the titmaster's would be busy preening the immediate next batch for the dynasty,they carried on their attire small but powerful stinging whips which would be used on the bare bottoms,breasts and back of the pleasure women should they feel the need,often a woman was summoned for attention in a cubicle where there would be observers present and pleasure slaves who would pre stroke the titmaster's to great hardness ready for entry into the pleasure women,the. " Tracy was back sooner than I expected."What the hell are you doing at my computer?" I was just curious about your reading habits. Sex stories, huh?" It's none of your business what I read. Get the hell out of my room and stay out." Incest sex stories I noticed." Get out!" Brother-sister incest sex stories." Bastard! Get out!" I didn't know you had the hots for me." Tracy screeched. She usually screeches when she's been overly annoyed or frustrated with someone or something but I wasn't sure. There's nobody around here, so we can start your learning program right away. I'll tell Joan to pull over, and you come in behind her."We pulled to the side of the road, and the women climbed down from the wagons. "My Dears, I am afraid that your education had been neglected over some silly man's idea of what's proper for women to do. Well, I'll state right now: no wife of mine is ever going to be without some means of protecting herself in case I might not be around!"We'll start out with.