I turned around and there was Cynthia standing on one leg while the other was carressing it. She was wearing one of my white long sleeved shirts and s...e looked good in it. ‘Good morning’, I said. ‘Where you off to, tiger?’ ‘Got a job interview. Very important.’ Cynthia approached me seductively and give me a big wet one on the lips, with a little tongue in the mix. Already she was thinking of going another round with me. ‘Hmmmmmm’, she said, ‘I could just eat you.’ ‘Another time. I can’t get. .. out of your mouth.... He's alreadyfollowing up... His bitch slapping punishment... and sinking anothercruel... hard... black fist... deep... into your silky soft... weaklittle tummy... doubling you over... just as the last word..."strangers"... whooshes out of your mouth... the last little bit... ofsoon to be disappearing... precious clean air... in your lungs... makingthe word itself... sound incongruously... ridiculously... and unusuallyloud... in the quiet cell... first thing this. Her parent’s kingdom had been living in peace and tranquility for so long, the soldier’s were slack and rarely on alert. As she walked quietly past the complacent soldiers, she began to think of a different name, something other than calling herself Serenity. She would probably have to cut her long hair as well, it was one of her most distinguishing features and someone might recognize her. Serenity was the most beautiful princess in the land of Alain. Her long dark tresses fell down to her. It felt weird, but not unpleasant. The next bead was more of a strain, but the sensation as it “popped” in was amazing. My god, how many more were there, and how much deeper would it go? Then I let out a little squeal, as Penny pulled the probe part of the way out, and I felt my passage close up for a moment. But then she pushed it back in; pop, pop, pop went the beads, the last one I’m sure going one deeper than before. I saw Penny reach for the lube, and squeeze some more over the probe and.