. .without missing a beat. My face against the bed, ass up and filled with his thick cock, I reached under me and cupped his balls with one hand, and...stroked my cock with the other. Brian was fucking me hard and deep, I wasn't getting sore, and I didn't want to cum yet. . .what to do? We tried several positions - laying back to chest, me back on top facing him, on the dresser, against the wall, and finally, just as I was at the point I couldn't take the pounding any longer, I got on my back,. The build up was more painful, but then the release so exquisite that the pain and pleasure merged into one. I couldn’t even protest this time as the wand seemed to burn through my over-sensitised clit. I whimpered and tried, in vain, to kick my legs to escape the torment. Master frowned briefly and held up his hand for Brad to stop. “Do you want to use your safeword?” he asked, solemnly. Did I? I knew all I had to do was nod my head, but that would end the scene and, despite all my. . this can’t be the end.”“Who set this up? Who’s responsible for what happened to her?”“She’s dead then, is that what you are saying,” she said, panic rising as her body trembled in fear.“No, Puma didn’t die. She’s badly hurt and might still die, but for now she clings to life,” he said, then refocused on the question at hand. “Tell me who did this,” he ordered, the barely restrained anger evident in his tone.“Bryson Hildegard,” she said. “He’s flying back to Empire City on an 8:00am departure. " I laughed as I hugged them back.Finally Roya calmed down enough to make herself understood, "We did it Dac! Sheel and I... Sheel and I each killed a water fowl with our arrows! We hunted Dac! We hunted!" And... and just like you taught us Dac, we used the correct size arrowheads and we did not lose or damage our arrows!" Sheel exclaimed happily between excited breaths."Wow!" I shouted with excitement of my own, "You truly are the women that hunt! Wow!" Still holding them in my arms, I picked.