"I got some pants, if you wanna borrow some."That wasn't as strange an offer as it sounds, really. Jordy and I were about the same height and I'd borr...wed his clothes before, even some of his pants, and they fit so long as I wore a belt, or most usually just tied a rope around the waist like I was a hillbilly girl. But generally I didn't have to borrow his clothes a whole lot, just once in awhile after a hard ride when I wanted to take a shower before sitting down at Mrs. Westin's dinner. “When Queen has doubts, something must be done. When something is awry, slave has to be punished,” I exclaimed. Charles smiled and fell into the kneeling position with my silent command. “Take off your clothes.” “Yes, Queen.” “Good slave.” Charles undressed quickly and in a timely manner. I had given him permission to get up and fetch me my wood core handle flogger with a lacquer finish Victorian wood style and custom leather tails. He presented it to me with such poise and simulation, I was. I'm sorry." I replied. Shanana handed me a cup of the fluid she had been brewing so I gave it to the girl. "We are the only ones here. I killed the bear and the girls helped clean you up." I thought better of telling her how we tried to undress her and our discovery. That could wait for another day."Me not believe you. How one man kill biggest kwankit all by himself. Must have help. Else die!" She was adamant. "No one man could kill it by himself." I use a magic fire stick. Kill with one shot.. "yes, thats fine." i answered after some tought, i was pretty self concious about my butt, had been ever since i was little when a girl at school had called me flubber bum."Relax sweetie, you have a lovely bum." Sophie told me as she kneeded my flesh, as if reading my mind. Her hands were now lubricating the top of my legs. Warm airwaves whooshed over my body, making me tingle from head to toe. "Can you open your legs a little?" I obeyed as her hands greased my upper thighs, a coupple of times.