Iwas laid on a soft bed. There was a thick, soft blanket over me.There was a chair, and a table, and the TV. There were somemagazines on the table. Th... floor was carpeted. There were nowindows, and there was one door, and the light was turned offsometimes. In the dark I could rest, and sleep. In the darkthere was only the music, somewhere. I recognised it again, andsomehow knew that I danced to it. The beats were in my head. Idon't know what they were. I was never a dancer, but I knew thatI. This reminded me that Venta had said that my skin was impenetrable, so I decided to test that. I went into the kitchen and took a butcher knife. I tried scratching my arm with it and couldn't make a mark, so I tried pressing harder. Still no mark, so I tried to push the knife into my arm. Nothing, so the ultimate test. I raised the knife and stabbed as hard as I could at my stomach. I heard a scream behind me just as the knife touched my abdomen. There was no penetration of my skin at all,. "Can I have some juice" asked the post lady, tipping more orange onto Ami's left breast and letting it run into her open mouth, making a loud slurping noise.It was clear that Ami was creaming as her twin s1ster pushed two fingers between her bare thighs, pulled them out and sucked the stickiness off. After Dad helped her finish the toast, she rummaged around in the package, pulling on a beautiful shiny transparent grey boob tube over her licked clean breasts. It did nothing to disguise her. Miss Harrington, are you going to undress and take the caning I intend to give you or will I have Jack hold you down while I whip your buttocks until you are ready to take your clothes off and then give you your caning. Either way you will receive your due." Still the woman protested, maybe thinking I would desist. "Jack, hold that woman down across the table." Noticing the gleam in his eye, I knew I would have a collaborator. He no doubt had suffered from the woman’s sharp tongue and in a.
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