The warriors would then leave them to their fate they didn’t care what happened to them.The Scarlet Troopers uniforms would then be sold to wealthy ...emale collectors who pride themselves in gathering as many used and cum stained catsuits as they can, one woman apparently had 20 of the soldier girls uniforms on display in her castle, mannequins stood in her grand hall dressed in the battle scarred suits and boots.As well as the Amazonians the troopers had to contend with disgruntled villagers. Waiting.Lady resumed, “30 strokes. This hair brush. On your rear.”Kiran dropped her jaw, how could she say it out loud. Those times were gone, nobody did those practices anymore. But here the lady was, hinting her about the corporal punishment.Finally she managed, to say it, after closing her eyes. “Alright.”Lady held both of kiran’s wrists and pulled her up with force, dragging her after herself, in the bedroom. Kiran followed, not that she had a choice, actually she had made her choice. As I watched, I again started to gethorny. Rubbing the crotch of the dress, I rubbed myself through thelayers of fabric. It felt like too much work to just jack off withoutmuch reward. As I watched, A tranny was getting her ass pounded by thisstud. She seemed to really enjoy it.Looking around, I found the dildo on the floor near the chair, the sameplace it landed a couple days ago. I wonder what it feels like? I mean,the chicks seem to like getting fucked in the ass, as well as thetrannies. Was. But who was it? Jackie wondered. Had someone sneaked in to use the barn as her private trysting place? There was the sound of rustling straw now as Jackie approached the rear stalls. Her heart was beating faster and harder, so hard that she was certain whoever was thrashing about back there would have heard it if they weren't so involved for the moment... "Oooooooh! Oh, God, yes! Yes, fuck... fuck yes, yes!"That voice! It was familiar, even in a whisper.More thrashing sounds.Jackie slowed her.