This was a useful trick. It must be some elfish sixthsense. It was harder to sense my father. I figured that my father wasgone, off on some battle or ...ormenting other cursed people like me. Istill felt like a prisoner. But there were days where I just let myselfbe a little girl. I was making more memories again. I had a chance tolearn new things that I never would have done in my former life. Iactually learned to swim! The maids and other help showed me how. Wewould take a swim in my father's. Luke enjoyed being Mistress Lauren’s little cock slut more than he expected and felt a small flood of disappointment as Luke felt the butt plug’s vibrations stop inside him. That disappointment turned quickly to excitement as Luke hoped this meant his ass was ready for the final stage.Luke felt Mistress Lauren gently slip the butt plug from his ass, it gaping slightly as it was removed. Luke felt empty as the butt plug was removed and longed to feel full again. He had a feeling he would not be. Bubbly and beautiful, full of the exuberance of youth, yet somewhat sad because she still had to find out about sex. Oh yes, there were still girls like that then. I was staying at their house, her dad was my brother, for a family get-together. Let me call her by her middle name, Christine, for the purpose of this story. Well, Christine had confided in me that she and her boyfriend had wanted to get it together, but it just hadn’t worked out. As a result, she was. There was no sign of the rider. ‘Billy, stay here, I’m going to walk up to the house and see if I can find Leanna. If I find her, I’ll whistle and then you can bring the wagon. Do you understand? I want you to stay here.’ ‘Yea, James. I’ll stay ‘ere but shouldn’t I ‘elp find ‘Anna? What about ‘da bad man?’, Billy asked, the fear in his voice reflected on his face. He was counting on James to find Leanna and protect her. ‘I’ll take care of the bad man. You stay here until I whistle. Then you.