Suffice it to say it’s just a bunch of good looking late teen to mid twenty age women in an isolated part of the world held captive and subjected to...painful and humiliating degradations by the villainous prison staff, the only male contact being the Commandant of the cluster of camps, who also determines at which camp the prisoners are incarcerated. Lucky him, huh? Who knows to what extent it will all lead? At this point, even I don’t. Chapter One SynopsisAn aborted escape attempt is dealt. In St. Mary'sthere were works crews that tried to keep the streets clear, but in thereserve there were only a couple of men with snow-blowers who clearedpaths through the reserve, mainly to allow the students to get to thebus stops. Another path was made down to the meeting place near theriver, although after each Sunday the hundreds who came to River'sservices widened the path.The river was still open. It told River that it would remain so untilafter her birthday, and then would freeze up. The. .. we were roaming ... spring in our step. Not necessarily marching, parading or prancing, we were taking a tour ... traipsing.We were gussied up. A guaranteed, warranted, and authorized pair of teenagers. The elders said we passed our authenticity test. We were pre 1823 and looked it. Slightly smudged, a little dusty but in period. Couldn’t call our outfits costumes because there was no attempt at fakery. We wore leather, cotton, feathers and wool as appropriate. Belted knives and dangles, tin. I wanted his cum, but I wanted to cum also. I felt his hands grab the back of my head, “keep your mouth open, and your lips around my cock”. He said.I did just that. He started fucking my mouth slowly. “Good girl, I like that” He moaned aloud. You cannot cum Kalynn, you won’t be able for a while, but for now I want you to please me”, He said.He bucked his hips, let out a moan. “I’m cummming” I felt his first squirt hit the back of my throat, oh my goodness, he tasted so good, different from the.