A mouse. A quick shake to break it's back and she presented the paralyzed rodent to her fascinated offspring. It has been said that house-cats learn t... hunt from their mothers and she was teaching 'fending for your self'. Not that Piper was a house-cat. Well ... she was ... but not. She was the eighth generation in captivity. And that's not right and I don't think I can explain. The experimentation done on her mother had changed her. Genetic engineering was in it's infancy and conservative. And he just puts these boys in prison? yes, sir Sick bastard I know sir I vote we head into town, I think these boys need to be reunited. yes, sir! Margret responded, she turned around and waved at another soldier, Lets move out! You heard captain Truman! The Nevada National Guard had stormed The Farm as the group had infiltrated the reverends house. About one thousand boys, ranging from 10-17, had been in the prison. When they arrived, all the guards had deserted, the few that remained were. He jerked his lower half forward as the next smack hit hard, having to step back quickly as the cable stretched tautly. That was better.SMACK! That was the hardest yet, he thought as he felt his bottom stinging all over. The next smack hit dead center, and another, all on one cheek. One just for the other cheek, she was spreading them carefully."Aaargh!" a yell of anger more than pain as the next struck across what felt like the whole ass.And this was her holding back? Oh, God. The next one. When I was finished, I gave her a kiss on the back ofher neck and asked if she were ready. The same subtlenod of her head let me know that the games were aboutto begin. I turned to the guys and asked if one of themwould mind oiling her front for her. Four happy eyesand open mouths were as enthusiastic a yes as I hadever seen, with Paul getting to the oil just ahead ofMark. Annette had always had a little crush on Paul, soI had made sure that he would go first.Paul walked to the front of the.