They brings wimmen here sometimes, sad creatures." Shall we visit?" I asked the girl.She smiled up at me. "Let's." You wait here with Bill." I handed ...he girl my pistol and put it on full-cock. "Hold it with both hands and aim low." The young man picked up his pitchfork and looked determined.She nodded and tried not to look frightened. He said, "We'll stop 'em if they come this way."I walked right through the front door with my musket in my hands, bayonet fixed and ready. The four men, coats. They should! Fucking your brains out does tend to make you sleepy!”“It makes guys sleepy. It makes women horny for more,” countered the older man. He grabbed the largest of the suitcases and set it upright in the back of the Jeep. He didn’t like that arrangement, so he flipped it onto the side, flat.“So, have all four of you been up there since breakfast?” asked John, handing over another bag.Reeves shrugged his shoulders. “Off and on, in more ways than one, I suppose. We’ve always managed to. "OOoohhh…god!" Caela crooned. "Did I say you could speak, slave?" Ashley retrieved a riding crop, slapping the end of it just above Caela's sensitive clit as she squirmed and yelped in surprise. "OW! Forgive me, Mistress! This slave will say nothing more until spoken to…Uuhhh!!" Caela's delicate, innocent-looking face was such a turn-on, especially when contorted into that agonized expression of someone enthralled under the spell of lust. The naked slave girl's breasts were topped with beaded. I threw a look over my shoulder, but saw no signs of our pursuers as we galloped through the woods. The foliage grew more and more dense the deeper we penetrated.“Master,” whimpered Zanyia. “We have to stop.”“They’re still chasing us,” I growled. “Can’t you hear that?”“It’s mistress!”The concern in the Lamia’s voice whipped my head around to my sister, her horse led by Zanyia. Kora swayed in her saddle, the right side of her face swollen so badly it forced her eye shut. A deep, sickly purple.