That and his ability to read other people had got him where he was today. Instinct, the ability to read people, and a ruthlessness that knew no bounds... Looking at himself in the antique mirror, he stood sideways admiring himself. Forty eight he had kept himself in good shape, working out to keep his body strong, his dark blond hair now thinning, he wore it slightly long, his grey eyes were cruel and piercing, as if they could see into a person’s soul. He knew this was a good thing, as each of. The first time she did it was when she was 10, with a slave named Mara. Maggie's parents heard screaming, so they rushed to their daughters room. To their surprise, and delight, Maggie and Mara were both naked. Maggie had tied Mara's small, prepubescent form to the bed, and had begun shoving fingers in Mara's vagina and anus. Maggie's parent's watched with pride as their dominatrix daughter painfully finger fucked her slave in the girl's virgin orifices, making a bloody mess from the girl's. I guessed she probably didn’t have to work very hard on him to build up his interest, if he really was as hungry for action as Chris had said. She looked over at us, and nodded to me to follow her as she went out of the room with him towards the lobby.“She’s calling us, shall we go?” I said, and the other guys were eager to move on to the next level. All five of us got up from the table and knew it was time to get down to business. We went out to the lounge area outside the reception room, and. We had a big community meeting and discussed the prospects of flying to Worcester. The real question was how the women were going to feel being left alone while we were gone. Well, we got that answer quickly enough. Sarah and Tilly agreed that all of us men should go, and we should take with us what we would need to spend two nights. We did not know how badly Worcester had been attacked, so we were not sure what we would find. Now that we had the women's approval, we planned to leave in two.