“Is this some kind of sick joke?” I asked.That proved to be Subservia’s cue to throw herself at my feet and her arms round my ankles. “Please,...sir! Subservia really does have nowhere else to go! Please let Subservia stay! Subservia will obey your every command, sir! She is bad at housework, but will accept any punishment willingly.”“Stand up! Sit down!” I said, pointing to a small stool next to the hall mirror. Subservia obeyed instantly, sitting bolt upright with those obscene messages across. Several of the pregnant women took over clean-up duties so the crockery and cutlery could be recycled faster.Those who had eaten were encouraged to move to the second pavilion, which was set up less formally. Whitney turned back up and confiscated one of the tables in that pavilion and she got the people who had eaten to line up and get their shot.Que came to join her as one of the women had moved her on from her serving job. The rest of the team soon found that they were being ousted as the. He didn’t move further and ever so gradually the pain receded. His hands cupped her tiny tits and his mouth found hers. His tongue stabbed between her virginal looking lips and once again pleasure swarmed through her vulnerable insides as he played some very fancy tricks with her beautiful girlish body. While he explored the wonder of her lusty young shape, she was doing some exploring of her own. Her fingers toyed delicately with his balls and anal entrance. She moved her legs around his. You’d never want me after that. I’d managed to make you close the door I wasn’t strong enough to move. When Lana told me that you were hurt, it felt like a knife in my chest. I didn’t want that.”I gave her hand a comforting squeeze and she returned it, neither of us talking just yet. Finally she was able to continue. “When Lana and Becky came home from the hospital yesterday, they came to see us. Everyone had tried to get me to talk about it, to tell them what had sparked it. Lana though, she.