" "Sorry love," said Clyda. "But you aren't getting off so easy, thinking it might be an old fashioned gang-bang, done assembly line style. You're g...ing to be wide open to us from all angles at all times this afternoon." "I'm going to reinforce and restate a few rules and conditions, Jordan," said Tiffany, "so that there won't be any surprises today. You're expected to service all five of us, until we tell you to stop. With the way Dee Dee has the suspended mold worked, usually only two of. “Zion, is everything okay?”The limb pokes her again, and she turns fully towards it. Another one emerges from the wall, joining in. “Everything is fine, Ms. Agnes. I am merely enacting my protocols of assisting humans.” He clarifies.“Okay…” Agnes is about to turn back to her work when one of the limbs rushes towards her, grabbing her wrist and wrenching her out of her chair. Startled, she screams, more confused than scared for now.“What are you doing?!” She cries out, wide eyes staring at the. I even fried REAL bacon for the twice baked potatoes instead of bacon bits,’ she says smiling. ‘How can I resist REAL bacon bits?’ he says, wrapping the towel around his waist. ‘Run upstairs and put your shorts on and I’ll get dinner on the table,’ she says, patting his butt and watching up walk up the large, wooden staircase. Whistling, she goes back into the kitchen and finishes up the last few details. Dinner is on the table and she is tossing the last of the pots and pans into the. “You made your choice.” His voice is rough, hard. But there’s some interest in his eyes, a little feeling hidden in his tone.“I made the wrong choice!” She kneels near the sofa. “Please, I miss you.” She grabs his hand, brings it to her face. “I will do anything, Bru.”He caresses her softly.“Let’s see about that.”*The guards never interfere. No matter how many screams there are, unless it’s a rebellion, they don’t care. That afternoon, Brutus directs her to his cell. It’s right off the main.