Paulus raised his sword over his head."Death to the traitors of our good Lord Sigfrid! Long live our Lord Lodewig! Long live the Lady Lieselotte!"The ...irkenhain men answered as one: "Death to the traitors! Hail our Lord!"Paulus brought his horse alongside Pelle's. "Reeve, we're not really bringing in that fat shit as prisoner, are we?"Pelle gave a grim laugh. "And give him a chance to weasel himself out? Never, this side of hell!" I have a length of rope with me," Paulus said through gritted. ’ ‘I don’t think I will,’ I replied unsure. He looked surprised by my answer. ‘Why wouldn’t you? It’s a time empty of responsibility. You get to do whatever you want. It’s the ultimate freedom.’ I shifted a little turning towards him. ‘Yeah but freedom for what? If you haven’t noticed I’m not exactly a party girl. I’ll probably spend four years with my head in a book praying for it to be over.’ ‘Have you ever tried that… I mean you know being social with the parties and popularity?’ I shook my. I jumped from the couch and got on my knees in front of my Daddy. I squeezed some lube onto my hand...and began massaging it into my Daddy's big dick and layed back down on the couch with my legs spread as wide as I could possibly spread them, just like Daddy told me ;-)As Daddy pushed his swollen, purple cock head against my puckered, pink asshole, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and to my surprise...he slid in effortlessly! Good thing Mommy gave me that buttplug to stretch out my. We went back to our cabin, changed into our newlingerie; put on our new gowns our jewelry and our heels. Thelight green gown, her tan, her newly lightened and style hairand her makeup made Karen even more beautiful than usual. I madesure that I told her. "You down look to shabby yourself," shetold me. We lightly kissed and went off to dinner. All of the ladies at our table had gone overboard to looknice on this, our last evening out. Hair and makeup, combinedwith their long gowns, heels and.