"Beg for it, bitch."Although self-conscious, at first, I soon got forgot about Alan and gotright into proper sissy begging. "Please, Goddess, use your...sissy. Tieme up, whip me, make me service your every desire." She continued tostand beside the bed. "I need you, Goddess. I need to be your bitch. Ineed to serve you, to love you, to lick and suck and caress every in ofyour perfect form." How would you serve me?" Any way you please, Goddess. My mouth is yours to fuck. My throat isyours to fuck.. "Sixteen." Over a half a second. Fucking incredible." No wonder Candy's getting all worked up, if that's what's going on in here," Rick said with a laugh.Karl peeked into the room. "What's up?" He noticed them looking at the camcorder and asked, "Did you get something?" Oh yeah," Scott replied. He nodded to Rick, who stepped the video back to a point before the apparition appeared. "Tell everybody to gather around in there. They're not going to believe this." I still don't know if I do," Rick. The Countess Irmgard went up to a room on the second floor of the house, and Count Reinhardt ordered a watch over the door to her room, lest she escape in the night. This was more to needle her than for practical purposes, as she had already agreed to return in Reinhardt's train.For Joerg, it was an unwelcome task, to stand watch at her door for half the night when his body ached from the long ride. When he was relieved at midnight, he wanted nothing more than to drop on his straw mattress.. ”“Heck Sheriff, that isn’t why they are making her get up in there at all. She could be as stacked as Sally Mae and she would still get sent up in there. Mabel is having Wilbur make sure that girl is going to have every inch of her body covered in oil and grease. Her clothes are going to be soaked in it,” one of the other deputies said before laughing a bit. “What better way to have a spoiled, rotten-mouthed rich princess like her with every inch of her body naked black from the grease and oil..