She asked Jake about the four rows of corn that he was growing in thelittle clearing beside the house. She was curious now because he wasgetting ready...to plant four more with the first four only just beginningto make ears."It's custom," he explained. "One row we'll eat as it gets ready, onewe'll put back for winter. But two we'll donate to the Still." You mean for making the Spring Water?" she asked."Yes everyone donates, so everyone gets a cut," he told her."How much do they get for selling. The novice Twenty-two will now be punished bycaning," said the housekeeper.Some of the maids stepped forward and yanked down my panties beforestrapping me to the horse for my caning. I hadn't prepared myself forthis, and it was a shock to be suddenly grabbed and bound.I was now terrified at the thought of the number of strokes I hadearned. A mere ten strokes the night before had reduced me to asobbing, wretched ball of pain, and scared me witless. My bottom wasstill burning from that. Alan lay on the futon next to me grabbing my tits. In my doggy position I somehow managed to kiss Alan as Paul picked his pace. It was so good to be fucked doggy style, have hands on my tits and a pair of lips to kiss. Paul was so excited that it took him no more than a minute to blow his load in me. I was disappointed as I had not cum yet and my first threesome guy blew his load so quick. I am sure I said something to Paul about it and he felt bad. Not as much as Alan did. Alan being the man. ”“But last time...” She kissed me to end any disagreement.“She needs to meet you and there are Damsels that need your help.”Dressed with my ring firmly in place I kissed Beth goodbye, and she pushed me through the portal. It was an eerie feeling entering into Crossroads and not having anyone there to greet me. I walked around and saw that everything was clean and orderly, but it was still very quiet. There was no reason to wait so I said. “Jasmine Bushfighter, I take you as my Caretaker.”From.