“After you left Sara needed me Nina. She was my lover, but she was my equal too, never my slave Nina.” Sara answered.“What’s so bad about her ...anting to be your love slave Helen?” Nina demanded.“She insists that I punish her Nina. She has some nasty scars on her back and some ugly bruises on her arms and legs right now. Damn it Nina, how do you punish the person you love. I just can’t do it.” Helen cried into her hands.“Helen you have a lot to learn about erotic hypnotism, sex slaves, and the. She was always so sweet and light and almost unbearably chipper. I wonder if the good Reverend outside would remember his regular preachings on the sins of the flesh at Sunday's service.Speaking of flesh, I could certainly see alot of Mrs Parson's as the fellas went up the coat check. One of the men had lifted up her skirt and was playing with her ass casually , and it was clear she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. The things you learn about some peopleThe men cleared from the. Now show me more." She gently lead my head down her flat stomach and guided her toy into my mouth. I sucked at her. she laughed "That's good, keep going." I did and she thrust every so slightly.After several minutes of this she guided me onto my back, walked over to her dresser and lubed up her cock. She rimmed me for a few minutes. "role reversal" she flirted as she looked up at me. "It's ok, I like this a lot." She stood up and lubed my asshole before sliding a finger into me. She worked it. ”The young adults looked at each other with that tolerant look. They’d won the battle and would settle for losing a few minor skirmishes along the way.The security team sat in the living room of the core with the security photos from the night before projected on the large sixty-five-inch-high-def television.“THERE!” Dev said and pointed to the upper left-hand corner of the video screen.Dale said, “Shit, he’s coming out of a foxhole or something.”Rose muttered, “Tunnel?”“Oh, great,” Julie.