I bent and there was some butter on it. I licked and said, “It’s yummy, take it,” as I showed my boobs. Then I realized I didn’t get my purse....So I ran with my jiggling boobs to the bus to take the purse.I saw the quiet boy (Sanjeev) still sitting there. He was feasting on my stretched navel as I was trying to get the purse. He came near and looked closer at my navel and he ran his hands across it. I didn’t obstruct him since he pressed my navel hard and started kissing my back and side hips. ” When you say rules?” “Even though we’re sixteen. I mean, age of consent and all that, Zahra and Izzy say it’s not allowed with our tutors. But I’m not sure it applies to private tutors.” I was attempting to respond appropriately, when Emily began fiddling with the top button of her shirt. Her leg was still bent and to be honest I was struggling. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t stand up without revealing my tent and yet even in my current position it was uncomfortable. Nothing helped. I wanted to. Homer hoped for peace, but Wolgar hoped for a bandit attack so that his men would have something to quell their boredom.Nothing happened that night, but the situation changed when the caravan stopped for its noon break. The wagons were drawn into a box formation around a water source, and the cooking fires were also inside the box. Wolgar had his men stop about three-quarters of a mile away for their noon break. The caravan camp was kept under observation by four of Wolgar's scouts, so he could. We went in to Calveen's house and had a good lunch. Calveen admitted to all that he was pleasantly surprised at the quality of the meal.As we rested, there was a discussion about what to do next. We were in punishment mode, not teaching mode, and no one was feeling pity for the two young girls still strung up upside down. It was decided that bigger or longer butt plugs were needed and that pain would not be optional. Calveen said, "I know just the solution. I will get them." He got up and left..