As they swam wearily back to shore, Francesca outlined her plan of campaign for the next day."We'll try and find a couple of nice sharp knives, darlin..., and swim out with them in our teeth! Just try not to cut yourself, you silly cow!"Frieda took advantage of their last moments of intimacy to drag Francesca under the water. The pair finally came out laughing hysterically and with their arms round each others' shoulders.Frieda was the first, with her training, to return to normal. Francesca. A knife appeared at my throat. I dropped the revolver and glanced behind me. It was another Nazi bitch. She was also dressed in a shiny rubber outfit but hers was blood red. Her lips were painted red as were her finger nails and I could make out she had short cropped bleached blonde hair. I raised my hands in the air. The red Nazi bitch slipped a hood over my face and secured my hands. I considered struggling, but the red Nazi bitch must have read my mind because I felt the tip of the knife. It was the first penis I had ever seen, and it was beautiful. Based on what I know now I realize it was a little above average in length, and not thick, but not thin either. It looked just right.As I watched the boy stroke himself I felt an itching between my legs. I changed from kneeling to squatting and then snaked my hand under my skirt. I found that I was quite wet down there, watching this boy pleasure himself.I moved the crotch of my panties aside and started to play with my clit. After a. I would like another cup of coffee. Yes Master. She poured him a cup and ask Mom if she would like one. Yes baby that would be nice thank you. She gave them their coffee and poured her an orange juice. They sat quietly at the table for a few minutes. Frank ask. Whose idea was the movie? Sandra swallowed hard thinking she is in trouble again for the second day in a row. Janis giggled. Sandra said. I am sorry Master it was my idea. I thought you and mom might want some fun time. I wanted to thank.