At the cruel mention of her former title, tears spurted from Xena’s eyes. “I am sure,” continued Flavia, “that your once-loyal citizens enjoye... examining your wares, which were so well displayed. Don’t you think so, slave?” “Y-Yes... Miss...” croaked Xena weakly. What else was there to say? She did not wish to feel that switch across her so-tender breasts again. “And tomorrow you will make an even more enjoyable spectacle!” A dreadful terror welled up in Xena. Ever since Venetia had spoken. I could even see the inside of my cunt, almost making out the thin piece of skin, which is my hymen. I just prayed that she didn't send it to anyone else.Then I read the mail. It wasn't anything of importance, but it did say she was going to have lots of fun this weekend, that it works out great because she can get me painted early Friday, walking to school that way. She has already told the boys there would be no panties to remove, that I'd still be having sucking cock during lunch.I went back. "Sarah and Rusty, would you let me lick up your cream, please," Sally said in a small, pleading, voice. "It smells so good, I'm just dying to taste it." It's okay with me. But I need some help, because as soon as I lose the cock plugging my sheath, there is going to be a flood." Here, let me help you. If you two will roll over so Rusty is on top, then, if Rusty raises up a bit and slides forward that should pivot the mouth of your cunt up, to hold his cum. Then, if we hold your cunt lips to his. " Since they ran out of 'Juicy Jizm' refills for that little squirt gun of yours," finished Wendy. "Seriously, gather everybody up for a meeting-I've got some news." Ooooooh, okay." Joe pulled loose and plodded towards the store room.Wendy was lost in thought. "A new shipment? Oh, geez, that's all we need." She pulled her robe back on her shoulders, and bent over to re-attach her stockings. She gently smoothed her red hose up her shiny plastic legs, snapping the hems into the hooks of her.