“Okay,” he said, “just relax.” I took a deep breath in and let it out. “Okay,” I said. The moment he put his hands on my shoulders, I jump...d slightly. He chuckled quietly to himself as he pulled my hair back off my right shoulder and leaned in to my ear and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you.” I let out a nervous laugh as chills ran through my body and the skin on my neck tingled where his breath had just touched. He continued to massage my shoulders, and after a while, his. “You have ten minutes, or you’ll both be pierced. Get a move on, ladies.”They didn’t need any more encouragement; shortly both women had a menthol-coated dildo in their pussy, and both were whimpering – and then crying – as the freezing, stimulating effect of the menthol brought more blood to their inflamed genitals and began to burn, amplifying the pain from their caning. I slowly stroked my cock as I watched them both try to overcome the pain and focus on the pussy in front of them. I’d never. He was at the end of my chain gang. He was standing up. The whole crew got up. Then they pulled me up. We all looked straight ahead. Across the hot road. Between the heat waves, I strained my eyes to see. Just on the other side. Everyone eye's got big. My heart skipped a beat. There was a small farm house about 25 yards from the road. There was a old car in the dirt driveway. It was baby blue. With two huge fat tires in the back and two smaller ones in the front. It looked like a old 41 Desoto.. Matt Stevenson always the shrewd businessman had offered spareproduction capability of his many businesses to the British governmentan offer they had yet to take up.This morning as we fought it was the first time I'd noticed any signsof Joy's pregnancy, it wasn't much but her stomach was definitely alittle larger this morning, it saddened me a little that even thoughI'd been a woman all of my adult life I could not conceive and I felta little jealous of her.Two minutes later the repercussions.