" Are you sure?" Yes silly, I was just careless, I will be more careful now." she turned slowly, although she let go of me I did not let go of her unt...l she had turned fully and was now facing the trunk and able to hold it for security."I suggest that you just go a little higher. You will find that if you stand off the truck a little way you will find it easier to balance." This is of course true as anyone will know who has done any climbing of any sort, but as perhaps my first deliberate act. He walked over to us and began to inspect our bodies. And by inspect, I don't just mean with his eyes. There was no part of our bodies that was not poked or prodded by his fingers. Of course, after our training by our Master, we knew far better than to object or try to prevent it in any way. Neither man had any kind of whip in his hand, and none were apparent in the room but I was fairly certain that they had ways of punishing a recalcitrant female. He barked a command. Of course, it. The young freckled girl had an oversized sword and covered up her entire body with clothes. She had clearly fallen victim to the sex-crazed lands several times as the crimson cutie had a puffy bunny tail as well as breasts several times too big for her armor. Tami approached her slowly, swaying her green plump thighs back and forth. The girl drew her sword and threatened the thick goblin, not a good idea. Tami reacted by tossing her glass vial filled with pheromones on the ground releasing a. She stepped beside the tethered woman and raised the paddle high above her head. “I said,” she hissed, bringing the paddle down to fill the room with a resounding “thwack” as it met the bare cheeks of Miss D’Haviland’s backside, “that you were to call me Miss Harris, you fucking bitch.” Miss D’Haviland bit her lip and nodded quickly. “Yes Miss Harris.” “Again,” Jess called out. Three more thwacks filled the room as she paddled Miss D’Haviland’s defenceless bottom, over and over. The older.