He then smells it and licks it. ?you taste sweet? he says as he grins evilly. ?Want to taste yourself?? he asks as he moves the thong to my face. I cl...mp my mouth shut and shake my head no. ?to bad? he says as he forces my mouth open shoving it in. He then pulls out a roll of duct tape from a bag on the floor next to him and begins to wrap the duct tape around my head covering my mouth holding the thong in place. ?the picture is getting better every time I do something more to you? he says. I looked down and my eyes began to water. I dreaded disappointing him. Sir went to the bedside table and got the plug and a bottle of lubricant. He knelt behind me. “Get down.” I put my elbows on the floor and rested my forehead against the carpet, lifting my ass in the air and spreading my legs. A cool, slickened finger found its way to my puckered ass, massaging gently, pushing slowly. He removed his finger and added more lube, then gradually pushed in his entire finger. He made slow circles,. Still, it wasn’t his fault that their enemies up in the State capital were using the lack of law enforcement to rouse forces against them from a distance and that they could falsely accuse them of almost any heinous crime without much interference from their bribed compatriots. It was harassment plain and simple and he was tempted to shuck his weapons and show his brother with his fists the exact depth of his stupidity. His reaction was exactly what the anti-beef interests were hoping for when. ” His voice lowered once again to a mutter, “Clothes would be a good starting point.” She stood, unlatched the metal bolt, and creaked the cabin door open. He took a step back, hands raised in defense, her spear inches from his face. Her eye was drawn to the glint of a marble-sized rock clutched in the fingers of his left hand. “Thank you,” he said timidly.This abrupt end to the void of human interaction set Shilah’s curiosity ablaze. Trance-like, she stared at his body; the dark ebony tone of.