His sweating hands gripped the ornately carved ends of the leather-padded arm rests. Beads of sweat gathered on his temples and trickled downward, run...ing under his loosened clerical collar."Very well, damn you! Say your piece and then get out of my office! But I warn you, there's nothing you can say that I wish to hear, and nothing you can ask that has any chance of being granted! Ah! Threats? Are you here to make threats against me? Against the Holy Church? Little good it will do you, old. It didn’t slow her down in the least, and Kate delighted in the sound of her gagging.She started with long slow sucking, and gradually intensified the bobbing of her head as she had been trained. She used extra force to press against the rubber phallus, knowing the pressure rubbed against her mistress’ pussy. This was getting Kate really excited.Without warning, Kate pulled Julie’s head back by the hair and forced her to stand. She was twisted around and pushed onto the bed. Instinctively,. . then the Two's lifted and the One's ducked under. This wove the ribbons around the pole."Pay attention to who your paired number is. When you meet again. STOP!"There was a lot of laughter for the first few calls."Step. 1Lift, 2duck; pass under. Step. 2Lift,1Duck; pass under. Step. 1Lift, 2duck; pass under. Step. 2Lift,1Duck; pass under. " shouted Lauren.There's one hundred naked ladies and one hundred naked men bumping and sliding and grabbing parts as they finally completed one full. I could hear him objecting to address them as 'mistress' andhaving to bob a curtsy each time he had to acknowledge a command.I turned to him and told him sharply, "You better do as you're told,girl, or you'll be in big trouble."He started to say something and I continued "The only thing I want tohear from you is 'Yes, mistress.' Is that understood?" Yes," he replied."Yes, WHAT?" I answered, raising my voice."Yes, Mistress," he said."AND," I admonished.He bobbed a curtsey."Good girl," I.