We turned just in time for those three to slam into us.“The older one, Tom, I think his name was, knocked me down and started yelling. He said, he �...�told that son of a bitch that valley you filed on was ours.’ He asked if he was in on this too or if it was just us trying to take their land? Then he said it didn’t matter. He said we needed to march our asses back into the office right then and transfer the land we filed on to Randy and Davey. He kept on ranting and said if he found out someone. It had been her first experience with another women and she was hoping not her last. As she was thinking this the master sitting where she had fell told her to go over to each of the hung slaves and make love to them. He wanted to see tongue kissing, licking, fondling, insertion, sucking of cunts, mouths and assholes. Make the girls feel good about hanging on the walls, he said. They all had been there a long time and it was starting to take its toll. The girls were complaining about sore arms. No, it was even before that.Whilst Jenny wasn't shunned by her father, there was no doubt that he would have preferred to have a boy, and that would have been no great problem had her mother been unable to have more children. But after Jenny there were no more. Her father was older and had married late; her mother, who had been a land girl, had probably seen a good opportunity. He had wanted a son to take over the farm; she security. Her mother, and perhaps she was the real root of all Jenny's. Master Jakesnapped the stocks closed effectively fixing me in a kneeling position.He then picked up what appeared to be a hose with a large dildo at theend. Without ceremony he pushed it into my puckered hole and secondslater I felt cold water gushing into my bowels. This had two effects, itdistributed the Bengay further into my bowels burning as it went; it alsodoubled the effects of the Bengay as water always does. I groaned in painand my throbbing erection subsided. Soon however I was less.