"Clean them bitch"I could see Master had yet again stood in dog shit, I know he did it on purpose but he didn’t care and I dare not say a word, the ...ast time I spoke without being told to I was tied up and gagged for 48 hours with no food or water. I began to lick Masters dirty shoe while he sat relaxing and just turned the TV on ignoring me completely, occasionally he would move his foot slightly so I had to try and wriggle closer to his foot to carry on cleaning the shoe. I carried on licking. ”Katrina was looking at Kelly’s uniform. “Colonel...”Kelly interrupted her by saying, “Katrina, please do me a big favor? The name is Kelly. I’m younger than you are, so please call me Kelly.”Katrina smiled and started again. “Kelly, are you not wearing a paratroop badge also? It looks like Lieutenant Murphy’s.”Kelly grinned at him and said it was. “But Katrina, girls aren’t nearly so clumsy. We’re smart enough to land on our feet, not on our heads. Kevin, how are you feeling?”Katrina looked at. There was no way that the two kidnappers were going to manhandle such a large man as the banker; they had walked him out of the bank at gunpoint, through the rear door. As usual, the banker had left his carriage tied to a hitching post at the back door, so that was undoubtedly what the kidnappers had used for their captive. In any case, the carriage was now gone, and so was the mounting stool the banker used when he climbed into his carriage.By the way, the kidnappers had also taken with them a. And maybe another factor was she was in control. Now, she loved the feeling of a man dominating her, but sometimes it did get old. Sometimes. She glanced over at her slutty dressed companion, not that she was in any position to complain. The blonde was wearing a low cut, black shirt, with her bra shoving her breasts up, making them look D-cup size when they were probably C-cup, and a pink mini skirt with matching pink and black panties. And, with hardly any time to spare, the cut out holes in.