"What a good babygirl." She lovingly stoked my cheek and patted my head in appreciation."That's it, baby. Push out all the nasty poo-poos for us," Jil...encouraged me, sounding thrilled by the idea. I was surrounded bybeautiful women dressed in their sexiest lingerie, being breast-fed bythe most buxom girl there, while they all gathered around me rooting forme to soil myself like a helpless infant.I grunted around the spurting nipple in my mouth, milk dribbling from thecorners of my lips as I. It's quite warm in my cell. The water was hot too., I'd half expected it to be cold; my gaolers obviously aren't being as unreasonable today as they could be.I clean my teeth carefully— carefully because of my new tongue piercing. It's awkward trying to move the brush around my mouth without knocking the stud and besides my tongue feels swollen and bruised. Celia gave me some chlorhexidine mouth wash to help with the healing.It's all I can think of to do. The light through my cell window is. And maybe I was seeing things from her point of view for once. It's difficult to perform to order. Mood matters. I withdrew, and gently kissed the hollow of her spine.She turned to face me. "Ok. We've both just woken up, which makes everything difficult. Let's have breakfast first, then see how you manage. But let's get moving. Now!"We headed for the kitchen, both of us naked under bathrobes. Sue started the coffee, while I poured cereal. By the time we'd eaten, the coffee was ready. We took a. During the second half of 1756, the Defenders of the Duchy did not really have a supreme chief, nor were they under the direct control of the Grand Duke’s army. Leadership among officers such as Commander Saupeckt depended on having respect from their soldiers and building prestige through their units’ over-all contributions to the militia movement. The most obvious were battlefield victories, but there were other ways commanders could make meaningful contributions, including bringing in.