Then she took off her bra and threw it to the floor. That was my cue. I took both her clothes and quickly disposed them.She started the shower. I went...and kneeled at her feet. She smiled as she saw me kneeling. We had a large mirror under the shower where she could see herself naked and me worshiping her body as she bathed. It was a lovely sught to my Mistress all nude and soaped up and me kneeling at her feet still rubbing the soap on her calfs. She had told me earlier how she loved looking. Blood caked her belly and genitals and continued to trickle out of torn lips of the wound. “Sigrid says she may live,” said Ulf, “the arrow is not too deep and her innards are not torn.Next was a sandy-haired teen who was sitting up with the help of her older sister. An arrow from behind had pierced her high on her left shoulder, the arrowhead emerging above the swell of her small breasts. Her older sister tried to comfort her as she cried into her shoulder. “She should be fine on the way. ” She gave me several more spanks before picking up her phone and said, “Shona, can you please bring me a clothes brush, one of the wooden backed ones. I’m in my office.” I asked in a panic, “Who’s Shona?” “My assistant.” Well that wasn’t so bad I thought until Shona opened the office door and entered saying, “Here’s the clothes brush Helen,” and after a gap said, “I heard you had a thief up here.” Then after another moment Shona said as though I was a friend, “Hullo Miss, I heard it was. Join us please," the husband said. "My name is Jon, my wife is Michelle." Pleased to meet you. I'm all alone on vacation, it's nice to have someone to talk to," I said."We love to make new friends, especially men from America," Michelle said."Are you adjusting to the topless beaches yet? Most Americans have a hard time adjusting," Jon said."Well, to be honest, it's difficult controlling my growing excitement to all of the naked bodies," I admitted."I hadn't noticed, you seem very comfortable,.