J.”“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, SLAVE!”“Yes, master.”We walked into the bedroom, and the girls are all standing by the bed.“Okay, slave Heather,...let’s show the rest of these lovely ladies how it’s done, assume the position… Downward facing dog,” I commanded.“Oh shit,” exclaimed Heather.“You will each receive four swats. Two for me, and two for Brandi. Any complaints?”In unison, “No, Master.”‘SMACK’ “Oh fuck me,” exclaimed Heather“What was that slave?” I asked.“Thank you, master!”‘SMACK’ “Umm, Thank. ..” he paused, and looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “I do.”“Good! Now. The first priority is hygiene.” They entered the building and she led the way to the stack of equipment. “This is – or ought to be – clean, but we’ll scrub it all anyway and make sure there are no traces of the manufacturing process, or any grime from transport.”Now, I love beer, but what I know about brewing it wouldn’t fill a postcard. I hope I may be forgiven for passing over the details. Sufficient to say, they. Aimie’s gyrating hips forced the baton hard against my jeans. I wasn’t sure if she did it on purpose or not, but I shoved the wand right back into her body. Puzzled by new sensations, Aimie jerked forward and forced the baton to push against me more firmly. In retaliation, I poked her harder. She responded by thrusting against me again. Why we were having so much fun doing what we were doing, I couldn’t have said. This was all as new to me as it was to my sister. I knew one thing for a. " Von Hostig paused, "Are you prepared to negotiate for the Princess' freedom?" What did you have in mind? I have only limited powers to negotiate." I think you may have what I desire. Please join me for dinner, Captain," Von Hostig said. "Alone. I'm sure you can fly yourself over."The image faded from the screen and Captain Jackson turned to his senior officers. Jackson walked over to the plot table and looked at their location."Well?" he asked, "We found them, now what?" Two well aimed shots.