" "You know, Selie, I know what I'm going to do. You say they're no good for slaves, but I bet I make some of them meek as sheep and have them...working in my fields. If I don't, I'll have Casper (her head steward for her villa in Rome, a promoted former slave) send up a dozen amphoras of the best wine he can find for you. But if I get your rebels to be nice little lambs, you have to feed me grapes the next time we have dinner. Give me time though, a lot of my time I won't be able to. They were all looking south up into the sky, so my sight blob couldn't see any of their eyes, thus they didn't appear to be looking at me at all. But "me" isn't my sight blob; we're in two very different locations.I have to keep very good spatial orientation when I use ki-effects, otherwise they self-cancel. My proximity sense helps me a great deal because it shows where blobs and NP-points are even when they're beyond my 24-foot range, but I still have to be very aware of my surroundings and. First one finger slid inside my pussy and my handslipped down to his erection once more, the anticipation of what was to come causing my pussy juices to oozeonto his finger tip so that his finger was sliding in and out of me with no resistance. My skirt had ridden uparound my waist and my silky transparent blouse was untucked and tangled around me. His finger slipped frommy pussy to my bum and slid inside as I writhed in his arms. Without pausing I rolled on top of him and rubbedmy pussy. With me straddling the commode, he then reached between my thighs and deflated the balloon and gently removed the nozzle from my ass. “You may now take your time and void. Take whatever time you need. You did real well today. I know this wasn’t pleasant, but it is over now.” Jerome seemed to completely ignore the massive climax I had on the table in front of him. I simply blushed and nodded my head indicating that I understood. He had been perfectly professional and I had behaved very badly. I.