I am no longer that man. I was reforged from the hottest fires, the dross burned away, a new and better knight pulled from the smelting flame. I am no...longer pathetically desperate for your love, your affection, your approval. I no longer care what you want or need from me. Those days are over. I lived through Hells that could be added to the Seven or even replace them.“In the meantime, you’ve lived in your own paradise of luxury and ease. You’ve lived with your Lysene merchant-prince, enjoyed. "My Mother told you the rules Sissy! You are to address me as 'Miss' from now on! Otherwise you'll be punished!" If you don't quite calling me Panty Slave, I'm going right home!" the boy threatened."We'll see Tammy, we'll see?" the girl whispered, her eyes narrowing to slits.Cammy didn't like the way his playmate was acting and he especially didn't like being called a Panty Slave. That term made him very uncomfortable, but at that moment something else was also starting to irritate him as well.. Wehave a friend coming over who can't wait to get his hands on you"With that answer I resigned myself to the situation. These two Adonises hadme completely under their control and domination and if that meant servingtheir friends as well then I had no choice. I was ordered to to crawl backout to the barn and stand. They once again tied me by my wrists to the anoverhead and my ankles to eyebolts in the floor. For the second time thisevening I found myself suspended naked, spreadeagled, toes. She pictured steaming, yellow pee shooting from between lush, fleshy and open thighs and a sharp twinge of perverse lust shot through her. She smiled."Well, maybe." she said. "I guess nothing should surprise me now." Not after a week at Camp Browning!" Shelly laughed.They both giggled briefly then they were silent. Shelly looked deep into Lisa's eyes and slid her fingertips up Lisa's pale thigh and onto her stomach. She began to softly rake them over the young teen's quivering belly. Looking.