Most knew someone who had been snatched up by the serpent-women’s raiders. “She’s my pet. I decide to keep her since she’s just so cute.”“... am cute,” purred the lamia. “Master is amazing. I love being his pet.”“How kinky,” Elli groaned. “Does she suck cock?”“I please my Master with every part of my body.” Zanyia let out a wicked giggle. “He can use me how he wants.”“Ooh, you naughty man. You’ll be the envy of every man in Cheyvn with a lamia following you around,” Marita said. “I hope you won’t. But I did need evidence so I got out of my vehicle and walked behind the motel to number twelve. This wasn't the most modern motel and it didn't have central air. It had a window unit.Returning to my car, I rummaged around in the trunk finding a flexible camera lead. I made sure it worked by plugging the receiving unit into my dash console, which it did. I took it around back and wiggled it through a little gap where the conditioning unit met the window sash. The unit was humming away merrily. In a low voice she called out that I should enter and draw the bolt behind me. I found myself in a small but cosy antechamber, with a log fire burning in the hearth, before which were laid several sheepskins covering the stone flags of the floor. Of the Prioress there was no evidence, but after a minute or two she entered from her bedroom. Her appearance shocked me, and I was moved to flee, but she stayed me with a gesture. Instead of her austere habit, which I had expected her to be wearing,. She then tugged me toward where they had small little waterfalls that the girls were using to rinse out wash cloths before soaping them up again. As soon as she had it washed out and soaped up again, she put it back in my hand. This time she put it in the middle of her chest and let go of my hand.This I know how to do.That got the little girl washing line going. It didn’t matter how old they were, or how developed, I washed them all over. Instead of doing their vulva and then butt first, I did.