In the centre of this room is a bench or table, in some respects similar to the tables preferred by those who proffer services as masseurs and masseus...s, so about 6 feet long, though a little broader perhaps, and certainly made sturdier of solid timbers held together with iron bolts, but like a massage table in that it has a hole at one end through which a person laying face down might breathe. And yet dissimilar from the massage table in that at each corner and along its length are attached. I looked straight ahead, only to feel the paddle being pressed against my backside, then feeling it leave all of a sudden until it finally slammed back down into my bottom. I let out a slight yelp, only to be rewarded with yet another smack. She kept spanking and spanking me, sll the while my tearflow just kept increasing. After about ten minutes, I was full on wailing and sobbing, and she knew I had had enough. She threw the paddle back into the compartment, lifted me up, and sat me on her lap. At The Dairy: Lilly worked to make my initiation public once she took my virginity by first fucking me in the milk house. After that she fucked me outdoors all over the property welcoming people to watch. It apparently was a brain washing technique to make me comfortable as livestock, a title I would hold the rest of my life.At The Dairy: Makes a believer out of anyone watching, I could fire off a round including the noise of sizzling gizem. It was quite awesome and of course commanding in. " What do you talk about?" Stuff." What kind of stuff?" You know, stuff." Do you talk to Elizabeth and Sarah about stuff?" Why would I?" Why wouldn't you?" They're not interested in stuff." What are they interested in?" You know." No, really, tell me."Mark rolled his eyes and gave out with a big sigh. "Pretty this, preciousthat. Oh, a bug, a bug!" His voice had assumed shrieking falsetto."And Skyla doesn't talk like that?" No!" Mark sounded almost offended.Again, we were treated to a few.