‘That was nice, Ernest. At least there are some nice things about being stranded over here with you. Don’t you agree?’ Ernest didn’t know whet...er to agree or not, but suggested that they sit down and eat the berries they had so laboriously gathered. ‘It’s getting colder and I could use my shirt. I’m sure you could too.’ ‘Dinner’ over, and another ‘latrine’ call for each, they were both ready to try to get some sleep. Once again, they curled up in each other’s arms under the canoe and attempted. When she thinks about fantasizing about anyone else, it usually comes with the idea that she is cheating on her husband. But her recent fantasies are different, especially this latest one. In her fantasy, the figure seemed to get off on her pleasure. He acted like it was all he needed to be satisfied.Dixie listens attentively to James in the living room. She is too embarrassed to face him again, but is also worried that he will find her dildo. Thankfully though, she hears him walking around in. Mistress Betty's dominant bottom seemed everywhere, it forced itself on him and imposed itself on his slowly dissapearing world. At times Alan thought that her flesh consumed his lost face as her bottom cheeks truly engulfed his entire head. As Alan felt so lost in his desperate need to survive, he found himself remembering what took place that last time with another slave who was suffocated by his Mistress. In his mind he recollected the rountine that he had wittnessed and realized that once. “Explain.”Seralla touched her right cheek. “Every damned soul and lesser demon brought into a Master’s service is branded here with that owner’s insignia. It establishes ownership and acts as a form of protection against other demons making a claim on that servant. For one granted the rare honor of joining the Master’s harem, they receive a similar mark on the left side to indicate their higher status.”“Branded,” Logan repeated in a flat voice. “Like livestock.”“I know not what “livestock” is,.