Lightly you rub the oil in them and then down to my stomach. You turn away again and bring the oil back. This time, you pour oil into my bellybutton a...d over my stomach, making me giggle. As I do so, it makes the oil run down my sides, tickling me further. You rub your hands in the oil and spread it down my hips and thighs before turning me over onto my stomach. I feel oil being poured on me again on the small of my back. You move your hands up from the pool of oil to my shoulders and back. As the light came into view she saw a tea light laid in the middle of the bed on top of a piece of paper. She lent down and read the three lines of text: KNEEL ON THE BED, ON ALL FOURS, FACING THE HEADBOARD. SHOW NO RESISTANCE. BLOW OUT THE CANDLE. With her heart pounding in her chest, Princess climbed onto the bed, blew out the candle and put her head down on the pillow. She felt nervous and exposed, her rear open and available... for what... She sensed movement from the bathroom a low glow of. ‘Lord help me, and please shield me from the devils and demons of this world. Amen.’ 　 　 　 II. TONYA 　 I know like hell he didn’t think that I was going to sit on that uncomfortable church pew and listen as he swooned over another bitch, I was milking his dick with my mouth moments before he put on his ‘Mercy robe’. He wasn’t fooling me acting like he wasn’t like any of the other preachers. I could see the way he looked at my ass and breasts when I walked by. When he first came here I had to. I knew that she’d run out of burnable money in just over a year, and be living on food stamps and not working. That part was easy to deal with. I’d just let her suffer in her own stupidity. But, with my sisters, I wanted to make sure they saw her for the monster she was. Problem was, she didn’t treat them as bad as she treated me. I’d have to gather evidence to prove otherwise. A recording device could help, but something that was small, portable, and usable wasn’t common place in the 1990s..