"Sounds like a plan to me Jane. Do all the women agree?" I asked."Yes. I can have them come and tell you themselves if you'd like," she told me, as if...it were my decision."Jane, I know I look dumb but I don't really think I'm that stupid. If you say those three need to be dead I'm all for it," I said.Hell, I walked right out to their tree, pulled my Glock, and did the deed. There had been some talking among the other men as I walked over, but there was a hell of a lot of silence after I was. I decided the best thing to do was to obsever silently and not be obtrusive.Miss Priscilla beckoned me over and asked my help to move her heavy punishment frame into the centre of the room. Miss Priscilla may not be tall, but she is compact and fit. I am sure that she is well capable of moving the frame herself. I am told that sometimes boys are asked to move the frame for their own punishment, so adding to the humiliation.Miss Priscillas frame is an antique, very sturdily constructed of course. "I guess I did say something like that, didn't I? Give me a couple days; I'll come up with something. Do you have e-mail there?" Oh, yes," she laughed. "Hey, Bradford is all nice and modern now, we even have flush toilets." That's not what I meant," he smiled. "I mean, do you have an e-mail address?" Sure," she replied. "[email protected] is the one I use for regular stuff." Why does that username not surprise me?" he laughed. "It sounds like it'll be a good concert, Emily. Right now, I wish. Again I was stunned. A gorgeous, professional cheerleader about to give me the blowjob of my life, and she is asking ME to take photos of her! "I would be delighted." I choked. "Uh, these won't be posted on the teams website, will they?" I asked jokingly. "Of course not silly!" she chided. "It's an initiation of sorts. I can get into the Double Digit club." I must have looked confused. "I will explain later." she said with a wink. Amara handed me the camera and reached for my swollen member.