Citizens even ran into the lines of captives, pulling and jerking at the chains binding their balls or slapping and spanking the bobbing cocks and som... were even mockingly jerked off as they walked suffering, wailing babbling, and crying like girls. The march went on for hours, the whippings continued, the captives suffered unbearable public agony and humiliation at the hands of the imperial guard and citizens until the palace was finally reached. There they had their testicles unshackled and. Ill have to do this myself eventually. He had her lift up while he slid a towel under her beautiful ass and then began to trim the fine blonde hair covering her pussy. She kept the mirror moving as she watched his every move. He then used his electric razor to trim as close as he could. As he worked, he watched her face and was pleased to see she was smiling. Finally, he put shaving cream in his hand and smoothed it over her pussy, teasing her as he pushed a finger inside. Ohhh, she said. If. She'd done his makeup before starting on his hair and was very satisfiedthat he hadn't put up the slightest fuss. He didn't check his look in themirror but for now it didn't matter. She had completed his look. She'dstarted with a liquid cream foundation to smooth his skin tone and make ituniform in shade. She then went to work on his eyebrows with a darkpencil then lined his eyes in dark eyeliner then added a pale blue shadeof eyeshadow to his eyelids then added a bright red lipstick and. He was more enamored with the actual games on TV and teams and numbers and player facts and statistics than he ever was with what was published in his magazine, even if it was supposed to be sports related. As his Vice President, Danielle was supposed to take care of things and get things done. And she had for two years, all the while steaming about how she could make the publication better and smoother. ‘You’re late.’ Kirk said. Then he looked her over again. ‘You’re a mess Danielle. What.