”“Quicker at getting you off, maybe. I haven’t seen Oxy move her ass in more than a fast walk lately, and then only when someone yells lunch.”...��What the hell are you people talking about?” a perplexed Captain Renaldo asked.Mom held up her hand to quell Oxy’s response and turned to Captain Renaldo. “When I would layover on the planet Sarraston, I would drop the kids off at So’ Bermmun’s Junkyard to play. I did a lot of business with So,’ and he loved having the kids around. Especially Oxy. He was. “It's expensive.”“Blow your husband until he buys you a new pair,” I told her and hooked the gusset of her panties. I felt her silky, black bush dripping in her cream. I pulled the fabric from her twat, thrust the bottom blade of the scissors beneath.SNIP!The lower half of her panties fell away, exposing her black bush gleaming in her cream. I smiled and lifted the other half. It rolled over her rump and exposed her creamy curves. She had that delicious, pale-olive skin of Japan, China, and. “Forget the birch” Dmitri commanded as he let the bar fall. He turned to Leon and said, “Let her taste steel”. Leon grinned, taking the cold, metal handle of a cruel scourge made from very fine braids of whipcord tipped with bright, sharp hooks. He waited while Pierre threw the birch contemptuously into a corner and strode back to join the others then he moved slowly forward to face her, holding the scourge before him at shoulder height.“These whips will kill you.” Leon said, coldly “We will. I couldn't wait to get my vengeance. Even after forty years, I remembered the slave collar the Samurai put around my neck. The Samurai was as monstrous as the madman he served. He deserved to spend an eternity crucified, howling between those three whores that served him.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Samurai“It appears to be going well, my Lord,” Hikaru commented.I nodded. I watched the battle from a large, sulfur hill as I sat astride my nightmare. After forty years, I had never bothered to.