The baroness pressed one button on her brass repeater timepiece pulled from the pocket of her frilly bustier. Tinkling chimes rang out as she read the...time. Just turning 6:45 in the morning of her first day as a free and divorced lady. The young woman, with a shiny brass badge prominently displayed upon her bosom, approached and spoke."The inspector wants to know what you're doing at this time of the morning, hereabouts," she demanded, abruptly."You might ask the inspector if it is proper for. She raced over to my cock and engulfed it in her silky mouth, sucking me as if her life depended on it.‘ Stop’ despite the fact that I was enjoying it, I knew I had to test her obedience. She was unable to stop. I pushed her on the floor and slapped her across the face.‘ It's clear that you still need some more training slut. You don't want to go back to the bed do you?’‘ No, please, anything but that master’ she pleaded.‘Then you must learn to obey my commands the second I give them to you!’‘. Then she asked me if I could get you to teach her."Hunter shook his head. "This is crazy. Where am I supposed to do this? I can't even drive yet." She can come over when Mom and Dad are gone somewhere, or after school before they get home." You're sure she's developed? She has real boobs and not just a bra filed with tissues? And she actually has hair on her pussy? I'm not doin' it with some little kid." Can I tell her yes, then? Will you do it with her?" Look. You gotta make sure that she is. Once the toddler was with us, we organised a rally in the city's market square and announced that Gorg was to be renamed as 'Johnstown'. The reaction from the city's population was completely underwhelming!After the lack of response to the renaming of the city, I decided to keep the next stage of the rejuvenation of Scania as a 'family only' affair. I had selected a spot in what had once been the palace gardens for this next event. Brenda didn't know it yet, but this event was probably much.