It was busy, as the city’s fishermen all prepared to depart on the morning breeze. I drew the broad collar of the maid’s cloak about my face and w...lked down past the many moored boats. There was Oltos. He was busily coiling rope and wore a short kilt and an amulet around his throat: the Eye of Menkeret, he of propitious omens! This was an auspicious sign indeed; my quest may well succeed. Without the slightest hesitation, I jumped down onto the deck of Oltos boat. He turned and saw me as I. The whistling of the cane announced his next tormentor; as he squirmed under the pain and the women cheered, his cock rubbed against the leather padding wantonly, whilst his anus clenched at both the sound and impact. His cheeks now flexed in a strange acceptance of each wicked delivery and the pain became sweeter as his tears flowed; the women sweating with sultry enjoyment as he was caned by each, he was learning that he must be broken completely before the week was out.Destiny moved aside. The first room was a huge walk in closet. It was full of Dolly's stage costumes and tons of clothes. The next room was a huge living room. The next room had a huge bar and game room. The next room had a big kitchen and dinning table. The next room was a big spare bedroom. My head was spinning as she pulled on my tie and dragged me into the last room."Sit there sweetie.." she pointed to the edge of the big king size bed. I smiled as I sat on the edge. Dolly then walked into her huge. Our easy acceptance of our new situation has puzzled both Amy's Clan and us. Although one characteristic we've always had is an ability to quickly adapt and act on the new opportunities facing us. We believe this played a significant role in our acceptance of the changes in us and our location." I wouldn't call some of those incidents 'opportunities'," commented Aoife."But you have to admit that the last nine Ó years or so have been very interesting," replied Sarah."They certainly have been,".