Covered with sweat, her tortured features amplified so that every detail, every drop of sweat, every rictus of pain is patent for all to see, her lips...open and she speaks:"Yes Sampson, go on"Then the screaming resumes; mercifully, only for fifteen more lashes.The brunette and Sampson untie her and give her water. She cannot stand and kneels on the stage. All the men in the audience, including Him line up, but wait for her to recover. All in all she must service seven men, and Sampson.She takes. “That’s not my turf.”Together, they moved through a few poses, stretching and strength poses. The sun peaked over the horizon with a green flash and warm orange glow. She stopped in cat pose and stared out at the sunrise.“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”She looked at him with a smile, as he stared out at the beauty. “Oh, wait, this is perfect!” She dug out her phone. He watched with a bemused smile as she took a selfie for insta.He chuckled while she worked the filters, “Got a good selfie?”“Yeah, one. “Definitely,” Sean said.Taking a double handed grip on the broom, Mrs. Emery muttered, “That boy must have French kissed the Blarney Stone. I better call in reinforcements.”Feeling a little distracted by having Suzie standing so close to him, Sean looked around and noticed a plastic beach ball floating on the water. He commanded it to come to him. The ball slid across the surface of the water. He grabbed it and asked, “What do you say to a little beach ball action?”Suzie looked at the ball with. Nick cares and Pilar is absolutely shameless. Together, they can fulfill pretty much any fantasy.”Casey sighed. “I don’t think I could agree to be gangbanged by demons.”“Not your thing?”“Not specifically, but what I really mean is that I don’t think I could agree to do a lot of the things that could very much be my thing. And I get the sense that Nick is really big on talking things out before they happen.” Casey said. “It’s way easier to do things once you’re in the moment than to talk about.