She reached down and felt the swollen, painful flesh as she parted her lips and awaited more blows. "This is my cunt, slut and i will tell you if i wa...t it shaved. Is that clear, slut?" "yes Master, very clear"?Sunday Morning part 2He seated himself again in the armchair, she gingerly rose from the bed feeling her labia lips smarting as she sat on the end of the bed. ?My poor little slut, come here? he pulled her close standing between his legs, her reached up and pulled her breasts out of. I was really relieved I could talk to somebody who seemed normal enough to me. I asked him about what was going to happen next and he told about milking without too many details. He said I could just follow him and he’d show me what to do. My relief was tenuous but real. I now had some direction. He was acknowledging that I belonged in some sense.We retraced my steps back to the barns and the cows were turning into the loafing shed I’d walked through earlier. They were following as if by rote. "I would rather have you rested, since you are the driver. I'm just that selfish to want to live," I reaffirmed my preference."Okay," Jerry said.I have no idea how Jerry managed, because I was asleep within ten minutes. Even the coming and going of the 18 wheelers didn't wake me or cause me to sleep any less sound than my usual oblivion sleep mode.At five o'clock I heard the back door open. I knew that it was time to get up and start preparing for the day. I reached out from under the cover of. Susan was the innocent eyed, glasses wearing petite teenager with the hungry appetite of a born man-eater. She would meet males, seduce them and chew them up and spit them out exhausted and so confused that they didn’t know what had hit them.Sister Agnes knew the inner workings of these bad girls right down to their last condom. She had been around and seen a lot before she became a nun and she had the instincts of a survivor not matter the right or wrong of it and she was willing to take a.