Georg opened the door without a by your leave. He was Baron and had dominion over all in this miserable convent.Mother Bernadette nodded her respect t... the Baron as she continued to punish the bottom of fat Beatrice . Beatrice was not so much fat as “big” and her bare arse made for excellent viewing as she “presented” well on the flogging horse. Her arse cheeks were well spread as she endured the twelve strokes of the senior cane ordained by the good Mother.“May I continue Milord ?“ said. Although it stillwas difficult to distinguish, the clicking heel of his boots as well ashis height made Thomas realize that it was Lieutenant Ducard, theofficer who had brought Oliver back to the blacksmith shop earliertoday. But what was he doing here?"My goodness Madame!" exclaimed Lieutenant Ducard, his face showing aconcerned, righteous, expression. "W-What is g-going on h-here? H-Haveyou gone m-mad?"Angelique was visibly startled by the sudden appearance of thelieutenant. However, that. Livy and I had our routine down, though, and I wasn’t going to let her stiffen up as she cooled down.Once Jock was satisfied that it was just normal race fatigue, he congratulated Livy and went to meet the other runners. I helped Livy to her feet and we walked off the fatigue.“It looked like you got shoved at the finish line,” I said. “Are you really okay?”“I just didn’t have another step left and stumbled,” she said. “Those girls pushed me beyond my limits. How’d you do?”“A few minutes slower. I whimpered feeling him rub the muzzle of his gun over my pussy lips. With a quick hard shove he drove the cold metal barrel inside me. My pussy lips parted allowing the gun in deeper."I can't believe I never fucked a nigger before, never raped one. Bitch, I'm almost twenty-five years old. Better make it a good first time for me." The threat was there, veiled but not that hidden. He intended to kill me no matter how I pleased him or displeased him."Please, take that out of me," I begged him for.