Her calendar was her emotional ebb and flow that coincided to the lunar cycle. For some strange reason, she was put off by the blind obedience to the ...ivine Crocodile God of her family and was drawn to the comfort of mother Moon and her ever changing face in the heavens above.The setting sun made the "Black" pyramid of the King appear even more mysterious and impressive as night approached rapidly. The attractive dark skinned girl was Neferuptah, daughter of a King and anointed to be ruler of. " I said and then added, "My name is John."He looked at me, "I thank you for your trust in me, I am called Forester, as I live mainly in the forest here. Wouldst you come with us to our camp? We have plenty of game to keep us supplied." He offered.I have to admit that after this piece of action I needed a rest, some of the men were flagging as well, and so we accepted his offer. The tent and duplicator were picked up by more of my men, much to the interest of Forester's men.During our walk, we. After a minute she stood upright and told me help and unpack my bag. I didn't say anything yet again. She gave me her fierce stare and said she wasn't going to do my work and that I had better start to unpack. I just said I couldn't. She came over and slapped me across the face really hard. I made no defensive move. She said "when I tell you to do something you had better do it, or else, do you understand?"I said very softly yes. "Are you hiding something in that bag?" she demanded to. CRAAAACK!The last blow is always the hardest, so that I may know when the whipping has reached its conclusion. Using both hands, Master drew back as if he were swinging a baseball bat at a 95mph fastball, and the final kiss swept over my reddened ass. A cry of pain caught in my throat, but I managed to let only a puff of air escape my lips."I love you, Master", I said. This was permitted.He did not speak. I remained still, awaiting the final stage of my punishment, the fisting. He went over to.