.. How they will be." Murph said, stepping towards Smyth. "I was thinking about using Rule 23."Smyth let out a snorted laugh. "Rule 23?"His smile quic...ly faded. "You'd need another Captain General to sign on for that, which means CG Barberi."Murph grimaced, CG Barberi was his equal on the Compound and for all intents and purposes, the worst person he had ever met. He was a sadist, who truly enjoyed torturing and killing others for fun. A psychopath well before the War ever started."CGB would. I knew Ruth was on the pill, but still... But it seemed to be what she wanted, so I just shrugged and watched as Parker hammered her harder and harder, finally lodging himself as deep in her as he could, his head thrown back and his eyes closed and I knew that another man—a black man—was depositing his thick wad in my wife’s cunt.And I nearly came again. Ruth certainly did.I hurried around to capture Parker’s cock exiting Ruth’s snatch on film, which seemed fitting when I’d also gotten its. “Oh, Oh, Oh,” Ophelia grunted as she brought the whip down across my chest with all her power.I squirmed and writhed as she kept hitting me.“Bleed for me,” Ophelia shouted it like a prayer.She stopped and walked closer. “I see the prisoner’s blood,” she said, like someone declaring checkmate. “He’s bleeding for me.”Now that my blood was starting to trickle down from the cuts all across my chest and near my nipples, Ophelia lowered her aim a bit and began lashing my abdomen with the same vicious. " I moved to massaging the other foot while she continued talking, "So how long are you in San Fran, baby?" I fly out Sunday afternoon," I answered."So you could come out tomorrow night to our once a month newcomers show," she said, excitement brimming with each word."What is that?" I asked, suddenly nervous and curious."Stand up," she ordered. I did. She stood up and stretched before walking around me and seemingly inspecting me. "You are six feet tall, correct?" Yes." You wear size ten.