I moved to other converted adjoining room and started to change. I found that two piece lingerie was one size smaller than mine one. So as I wore the ...ame, I found that my almost more than half boob was popping out of bra and thong was hardly covering my ass chicks. My nipples were also pocking from thin material of bra.As I moved in front of boss, he was exited to see me. He came near me and praised me in the lingerie. He asked me to go on my knee and asked me to give him some good oral stuff.. They had staked her out wanting to know where she had hidden her salt, which seems to be worth more than gold.She was so surprised that I had so much and every ration pack held a small packet of salt. I included a few packets to take with us to be used for trade, or gifts, if we happened to meet any locals.As we left the clearing I looked back over my shoulder, and was surprised at the change that had taken place over the past few weeks. I also felt that I was leaving home. Never before have I. It began on her 30th birthday, she’d been having a roaring time, out with the girls, all dressed up, dancing, drinking bright blue cocktails. Then it hit her, a full on, slap your face, arousal that left her cerise knickers sodden and with an overwhelming urge to touch herself. The obligatory snake of the Ladies queue made her restless. She didn’t want to wait. She had to come, and she had to do it now. It was an all-consuming physical ache; the electrical jolts to her crotch were rapidly. No-one will want me now. And I will always want more.I'm so fucked up.I didn't know.I didn't know I wanted it this much.I fucking hurt so fucking bad.And now he's stripped her.I see her flickering into my eyes-half-open vision.See her hanging.See her swaying under his whip.So fucking gorgeous.So fucking lucky.I want his whip too.I want it.I can hardly...I can .... I'm.... I want to feel everything but...I can hardly...I don't want to die yet... I don't want to ....I want him to whip me.Why just.