Those, plus two from the shotgun, would be enough based on meeting only three or four or maybe even five enemies, but there have been occasions where ...here were many more attackers. I had to look into the means to improve my odds. Okay, the first thing I needed to do would be to go through the wagon to see what else was there. Even if I found another Colt Navy, I was still on shaky ground.The day after I got home, I enlisted the two girls to help me go through the peddler’s wagon very carefully. I noticed the padlock and realised it wasn't coming off. I askedhow I was going to get pleasure and he told me I would cum when I wasbeing fucked or by using a dildo on myself. I was not allowed to playwith my cock as it wasn't girly. Obviously he was right. He thensnapped his fingers and told me that I would wake tomorrow desperatelyhorny and unable to leave the bed until I had cum. With that we badeGeorge goodnight and went to sleep, him with his arms wrapped around meand spooning me, me in. Could I stop it if I wanted or was I too far gone? Did I want him to see it so that I got punished? Those two simple words rattling around my head 24 hours a day – “Punish me”. Do I live for me, for him, for sex or for the sweet pain. I know that my pain is not excessive, it is not scarring mentally or physically, it is not unbearable, it is just aimed at my own tolerance levels. What do I like the most? The actual physical side or the anticipation? I function perfectly well away from. 'Switch to video.' A yes sir followed and Seth sat down as he watched the woman fuck herself with the bottle.The young man took his pants down and and signaled for his female slave to come to him. She walked towards her master and bend down. 'place the bottle on the ground and sit on it.' She placed the bottle on the ground and slowly sat on it. She then moved up and down as the woman stroked Seth's cock and slowly started licking his balls.'Give me the phone.' Seth ordered. John. The slave.