”Beatrix sighed, “Now Jerome, you don’t want any of that, now do you?”“No, I guess not, what do we need to do instead?”“We must strength...n the contract, fulfill the details, carry out the needed actions.”“Oh! How can I help do that?”Beatrix smiled an evil grin, “That, my dear Jerome, is quite easy, you must fuck us. You must fuck us all tonight.”Jerome sat stunned for a minute or so. “But, but I’ve never fucked anyone before,” then blushing, “I don’t really know what to do.”Beatrix looked up at. I had to give the younger girl credit: even though she kept at her mission with steady vigilance, she never got out of control, nor did she blatantly give herself away. She did turn this way and that from time to time, but she revealed little. I wondered if there was a way to find out just how many orgasms she gave herself on that ride.When we finally arrived at our destination, I got out and fetched Rachel's overnight bag from the trunk as she busied herself gathering up her personal. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my mom but DeJuan shooed her away telling her I was earning my keep on this trip. After that at each stop DeJuan did his best to pimp me, my mom or both of us to help pay for the gas. Early the next morning we arrived at DeJuan's friends house. He was introduced to me as Gene. When he hugged me he grabbed my ass and then lifted my dress off me. I was naked exept for my slut collar and he attached a leash to it. Leading me to his basement I was placed. Suddenly the town was ablaze. Everything was confusing. All the men are killed, the women tied up and placed in large carts pulled by strong horses.The journey lasts for days, through high mountain passes and lush green valleys. The women are looked after well, in that, whilst tied up, the soldiers do not touch them. They are fed well, and allowed to urinate and defecate at regular intervals. She counts at least ten carts, with at least ten women on each. They are not allowed to talk. A few of.