. Or else!"Ok Mistress.." I obediantly agree, hoping my humble manners makes her act extra kind towards me, for whatever she has planned.I walk over t... the cage, turn myself around and get down onto my knees scooting myself backwards into the small enclosure. I watch as my Mistress walks over to me, picking up the padlock sitting on top of the cage and closes the door of it shut, in my face, and smiles sweetly as she padlocks it. She then takes the key out of the padlock, and places it far out. "Sorry," I said and paused briefly, listening to Alex pant softly. "Are you all right?" I asked a few moments later. "Do you want to go on?" "Yes," he said following a brief pause,"go on." He had confessed earlier than he had been "practising" with small objects, inserting them up his ass, but this was entirely something new. He had no control over the advancement of the object and it was considerably larger than what he had been using which was the handle of a hair brush belonging to his. In twisting my body my legs had moved and Malcolm’s hand slipped up my thigh his thumb now rubbing over my stocking top onto my skin. The feelings were amazing, causing a hardness that I'd never experienced before. Goosebumps spread over the whole of my body as previously unknown sensations made themselves known.Our kissing continued Malcolm’s tongue forced its way into my mouth where it was gratefully received, my own tongue flirting with his mouth too. Our kissing was clumsy, messy, sloppy. Their faces were stern and determined; many were blood-stained. The young captain tensed his muscles, prepared for the charge; he found himself wondering what thoughts possessed the enemy soldiers, what could cause the sense of entitlement evident on their faces. It appeared the men in gray thought they owned the forest.Closer.Hayaln stole a glance at the men beside him; the nervousness was gone, and their eyes blazed. It was the first time any of them stood on the line of battle. None of them.