I looked at her face but she wasn’t looking at mine, she was looking at my crotch. “It seems young man that you are not decided over the punishmen... you have just had, humiliating to be brought to tears by a woman? Or did you actually enjoy it?” What the fuck was she talking about? Enjoy it? I was in agony, my flesh was raw and throbbing with the thrashing she had just given me. I was speechless and just stood before my better. I knew it, she knew it. She came close by me, still holding the. "Oh, I don't know," Mary chimed in. "I can think of some that might.Thomas for one." The footman? Eww," reacted Cyrus. "He gives me the creeps." Beggars can't be choosers," Mary countered.Cyrus huffed, "You have no room to talk. Neither of you have suitors." That may change when cousin Matthew arrrives tomorrow," Mary replied. "Ihope he's handsome."Meanwhile in the attic, head housemaid Anna found Gwen crying in theirroom. "What's wrong then?" she asked."They're doing it again," the red-haired. "Fuck baby, you're so wet already." "Mmmm. Keep playing and I'll get even wetter," with that Emily pushed his head back down between her thighs. His wife was getting into it now. Thrusting up into his mouth, pushing his head down. He couldn't believe how wet she was. His finger was soaked and he was able to slide another one in with it. Feeling how wet she was made him long to be inside her. "Oh shit, baby, I'm getting close!" "Are you getting close baby?" "Ohhh yeah.. It seemed to be totally appropriate in the case of most of the Looters, but quite often, it was all too brutal when used against the sometimes defenseless survivors.He had some ethical reservations at some of the methods being used as standard operating procedure (SOP) by the capturing units but felt it was not his place to interfere since it seemed to be overwhelmingly successful in the outcome. To some degree, as a male, he was excited by the harsh treatment of the females to put them in the.