The third slave received lashings from Susan?s crop plus the long switch which was more usually used by the driver of the carriage and horses. None of...the villagers had moved or stirred as Susan made her way to the fourth man when an old lady ran up to Susan and fell at her feet & grabed susans boots in her arms: Please, please,no, Mistress Susan, that is my young grandson, please don?t hurt him, please, please.? Susan merely looked down at the woman with utter contempt and arrogance, not a. No matter what happens. Is that clear? No looking back. No changing your position."I wait a moment for my words to sink in. They are now each looking up at their wives. The position is awkward, so they now look a little mournful. The studs behind them are grinning. I nod at them, and they advance on our husbands, bend over behind them, and then at a signal from the one on the left they place their hands on our husbands' hips, lunge forward, and bury their meat all the way into our husbands'. He resisted the temptation to keep teasing her and delivered on his promise by sliding his finger in and out of her tight wet hole. He paused only for a brief moment before adding a second finger, pushing them deep inside her. Her pussy gripped his fingers; it pulsed and released as her body responded to his deep, penetrating movements. She had abandoned the cigarette that helped re-ignite their passion. And as it sat extinguishing in the ashtray, she was slowly set afire again. Her moans. Upon entering the room she was lying there spread eagle completely naked on top of the covers with her dark purple panties hanging from her right ankle. Although the image in front of me was amazing, there was no easy way to slide the covers from under her with out waking her. I decided to just let her be as there was no real reason for her to be up that early. As I grabbed my keys and pushed the door wide open in hopes that Gary could stumble across her sleep there completely exposed.After.