Do, do you think our mothers would go for it??I saw our mothers look at each other puzzled.?Momma, this summer after school, if we aren?t expelled or ...ven if weare, could, could I go live with Queen Cree? To show our people howmuch we trust each other, that we should be living in peace,? saidTarriana.?Cree, I would happily accept fostering your daughter for the summers,?added Morella.?Agreed,? she shook then hugged each other. Tarriana and I were huggingeach other as well.Twelve hours later. I've always found that when you tell them to ask for another, they always say the same thing. I've always wondered why.The cane marks her body again. And again. Each time she feels the bite on her flesh. Each time her voice breaks out in a painful outcry. But each time her hands return to her sides and she asks for another. I let loose with more hits. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. I circle her, whipping her stomach and thighs, her back and ass. The smooth curves of her well toned butt jump at. . terrific ... turn sideways for me ... a bit more ... now back to face me ... and again ... yes, you're turning me on now.'With more encouragement, I pretended to play the chords Teef had taught me, swung around this way and that, and strode towards a back corner of the set. 'Excellent. Now, Bendy, isn't it? Try that again. Let's have some backing music this time. Wiggle your arse for us a bit ... not too much.'Posing as a rock star, I must have struck everyone as utterly ridiculous, but they. Suddenly the headphones were removed, but only so I could hear their commands:"Suck on it, sweetie, until we tell you to stop, do you understand?" grandma told me, as grandpa pulled the blindfold off. As I blinked my eyes and tried to adjust to the rush of light, the scene before my eyes was startling. There was grandma right in front of me, kneeling on the bed, with grandpa standing behind her, holding onto her hips. Her nightgown was bunched up on her back and he was pounding her from.