“Hand out the floggers, slut,” Daddy growled, holding out his hand.Mom placed the flail with the thickest straps in his hand. He gripped it, the t...ils swaying as he stared at me. My heart beat faster, the tension growing in me. Mom handed the purple-tailed one to my aunt and a black-tailed one to my half-sister. Georgia rose, her round tits jiggling before her. She, too, had juices running down her thighs.“You’ve been so naughty, Bess,” my half-sister said, such an eager grin swelling across. And I'll forever be your cute, horny, mistress." And with that Kaitlyn pulled me into a kiss.But after a few moments swapping tongue with the gorgeous young blonde, she pulled back and smiled at my personal assistant, who was patiently waiting to the side. "And Cassandra! It's been such a long time since I got to play with you!"Kaitlyn opened her arms to the taller blonde and the two women embraced warmly with firm hugs and a few pecks on the lips. "Is John treating you right? Paying enough. "You were very sick."The girl looked, then nodded slowly. "I remember being told that. That I was very sick and wouldn't ever get better." She looked at the old woman, and then her eyes went wide. "But there are so many other memories..."The old woman smiled. "I helped you get over your sickness."The girl's eyes widened. "I had Alzheimer's, didn't I?" A growing confidence was entering her voice. "I'm... I was... Arnold Nelson. Isn't that right?" The old woman nodded. "And now... I'm..." the. " Almost four hundred fucking thousand of them," Hicks said. "And all their armor, all their hovers, all their artillery. We ain't gonna be able to stop them on our own." No," Jeff said. "Not a fuckin' chance in hell of that. Jackson needs to send us reinforcements." A lot of fuckin' reinforcements," Hicks said. "We need every MPG unit from every fuckin' city to fight that off. If they don't get here soon, it'll be a slaughter." No it won't," said Drogan. "Because if we don't get.