Pain was alien to her. “Put her on the Flogging Block,” ordered Venetia. Xena was immediately seized by four Overseers, each of whom took a limb a...d carried her, face down, over to where the Block stood. Xena’s newly acquired rings swung to and fro. “No... no... no... no... no... no ...” Xena began to whimper, in the knowledge of her certain defeat. The Block, made of rich red leather and black ebony wood, was highly humped at one end. Over this hump Xena’s belly was placed, thus ensuring that. “The girl who stripped …”“In a bath of soapy water under spotlights. Slithering and fucking with a second girl, one of the regular performers, while the audience cheered. I screwed them both backstage.” His hand continued to knead, harder now. “You want to know anything else?”“Like …” She was trembling again, her pussy oozing and her knees threatening to give way, but she still gripped his hard body.“Like how I like to give my female employees a good working over on my desk or on the copier?. ”Ren and the driver both turned back toward Lethe, who still had a hand between her legs.“Take us to the house, Katherine, I don’t believe he is ready for the estate just yet.”“Got it, boss. By the way, human,” the cat girl’s hand turned into a feline paw with all of the claws extended. “Call me ‘Toonces’ and I’ll fucking cut a bitch. Got it?” Ren nodded hastily until the divider hid Katherine from view.“You are certainly a distractible man aren’t you?” asked the witch as he turned back towards. "Vell, dat is a good long bit to be yoostsitting around. Vould you mind if I helped out vit da farm chores tillden?" Oh, Mr. Johannson. That's not at all necessary! You have done somuch already. But -- if you really want to, maybe George, the boyoutside, will have some suggestions."He excused himself and exited. Irene went outdoors herself, circlingaround to the west side of the house. The farm widow was testingMyra's willingness to do chores that didn't require hard muscles. Thegirl had.