My insides became excited. But I knew I better try and resist.Roger scooted his chair back and said, "Get over here and suck my cock."I looked at him ...nd was about to speak when Rob pointed to the corner of the room and I saw a video camera running; and from the way it was pointing it would show me and four naked men! Now I ask you, who would ever believe me that it was all a mistake?I knew what was in store for me and decided that I was going to make the most of it. I mean I'd had sex with men. The Hatfield girls were on the site providing food, drink and a little bit of extra incentive to the men laboring all through the light of day to erect the symbol of their congregation’s desire to serve the Lord. In addition to the original related females that numbered ten, they had recruited fourteen young attractive women with a spirit of the Lord in their souls and the fire of love-driven lust in their loins. These two dozen women formed the core of the visitation business that had expanded. High, prominent cheekbones and a narrow, foxy chin completed her gamine look.Her neck was an alabaster column, slender but strong. It sloped out to delicate collar bones and slightly broad shoulders, accentuated by her tiny waist and narrow hips. Hers pelvic bones were nicely padded, visible on either side of her upper hips. Her belly was graced with a tiny “innie”, a hint of six-pack, and covered by soft, creamy skin, blue veins faintly visible beneath. Her broad rib cage showed a hint of. "I see," I wrote, not really knowing what else to say."You probably want to leave too. I can understand that. Who wants a submissive that can't serve, that can't kneel and can't have sex!" she wrote.I could sense the sadness and the hopelessness in her words. She wanted more than anything to be a submissive, but due to an unfortunate accident, she was now confined to a wheelchair. "Hannah, my dear, who says you can't serve? Who says you can't be a good submissive. I mean sure you may not be.