Girls like to be touched there, but you must have clean hands first. Go wash your hands, and I'll let you touch me.The boys fought and pushed to be fi...st at the sink until Polly warned them to behave. They washed carefully, but hurriedly, and Polly let them take turns fingering her vagina, exploring as far into it as they dared. Polly squirmed under their touch. The boys loved that. It was, after all, the point of exercise. Polly wanted them to know how to do it right.Then Polly taught them how. The part that she really couldn't stop talking about was that they were getting fingered by any guy who wanted to. It didn't cost any more money at all either. All the guys had to do was sit or stand in the front row of the stage and he was guaranteed to get the opportunity to finger her with her laying down in front of him with her legs spread wide open. And it wasn't just one guy, it was all the guys in the front row. If a guy that was there wanted to finger her, she had no choice but to let. I rocked her in my arms until she crried herself out and then she kissed me while staring in my eyes. I could both feel and see her complete submission to me; from now on a suggestion will be construed as an order, whether I wanted it or not.We fell back to sleep and when we awoke several hours later we had a leisurely morning shower and then ate brunch. It was near 2pm when we set out for the ranch. It was only 20 miles or so outside of town. It turned out to be a gated estate with a main. For herself Jessie had accepted becoming a thing,a non person. She didn't even know what name was on the passport that had gottenher here. She didn't care, she was with her Master and her lover. That's allthat matters. "Jessie?! Hello!! Come in Jessie?!?" A hand waved in front of her face. Her first thoughtwas panic, even with the black hair and glasses someone had recognized her!They'd take her away from Brandi! "Yo! Jess!" The hand snapped it's fingers. "You there Jess?" Jessie shook her.