“Izabella,” I mumbled. Xav leaned back against the couch. His crisp, linen shirt pulled taut across his, in my opinion, massive chest. He just sa... there, sat there staring at me. I almost felt like I was a science project, like he was studying me. By the time he spoke again, my stomach was in knots. “I prefer Bella…yes…Bella. You look more like a Bella, beautiful,” he went on. “Ha. Ha. Don’t patronize me. If you want beauty, go butter up Cissy,” I snorted. “Don’t sell yourself short, pretty. " Who's your brother?" Curt Collins."The deputy looked at me and then made a decision. "Come on over to the jail. I'll find the sheriff and he can talk to you." Am I arrested?" No, but the sheriff will want to talk to you. Come along." I hobbled after him, out into the street and up to the jail. The deputy sent the swamper with the lantern to find the sheriff. When we arrived at the jail the deputy offered me coffee and said his boss would be right along.I asked if the deputy knew my brother's. The rest of the other people there seemed a mix of families, some couples and the usual gangs of loud teenagers roaming about. We had a pleasant drink and a bite to eat before wandering back to the caravan ... It must have looked a little odd, me and the two of the older guys walking hand in hand alternately as we made our way back...Once inside we settled down to a bit of smooching. We sat on the caravan "settee" area, me between the two guys. We kissed and I made sure to swap between them,. It's time he woke up and I began to make all of you scream. It's Monday!"Joyce left the room looking troubled. Julie looked at me and asked, "Master, how bad is it going to get?" Pretty bad. I intend to find the limit for each of you this week." Master James, are you going to work my ass much?" Yes, Slave. Each of you will find out what anal penetration and anal pain really are. That's why you three stayed this week, isn't it?" Yes, Master." Bend over the table, Slave." She did and I said,.