"25 lashes, 7 days on a cross, and at least 2 years in slavery."When I get to the little stage containing the whipping post, the slave who had been se...tenced to 200 lashes earlier is still getting her whipping. The slave doing the whipping turns to the butch cop escorting me and says that she will be the last one for the day. But, that I will be first one whipped in the morning. The guard agrees and then takes me over to crucifixion area."Since these sluts haven't been whipped yet, tie them in. Her plan was to deny him her pussy for a week leaving him so fucking horny, he would do almost anything.Finally, a tearful Molly apologized for being in such a funky mood and told Tommy how much she wanted him to fuck her, but said she was out of Emko. Tommy was so horny, he was unable to help himself, he had to have her.There were no preliminaries, Tommy was quickly on her plunging his hard cock deep on the first thrust. Molly felt some discomfort, but soon was fucking back with gusto. As. James smoothing some messy strands out of Zac’s eyes, giving him a smile.“Where’s Brittany?” he asked.“Uh she had to change.”“Why?”“Uh her dress got ruined,” Zac explained as two red spots appeared on his cheek.“How did it…”“JAMES!” Brittany’s shrill scream interrupted him.“Must tend to the princess,” he smiled before disappearing into Brittany’s room.“He came all over my dress and ruined it! Now I can’t match and I’m going to look stupid!” she whined, getting allflustered in her frustration. "Jason found himself in a quandary. Presence sounded like a manifestation of spiritual energy, but that was tantamount to believing in ghosts. He was forced to accept the existence of the entity they called the Darkness, but he still held out for some sort of scientific explanation. This required an all-out belief in the supernatural.But then again, he was doing the same thing in his tacit acceptance of Heather's motivations."Shit, was this guy in it with the Darkness?" Richie said."I don't.