At thirteen I had started sleeping nude like my mother and my sister. They seemed shy around me but I didn’t mind letting them see me naked. So I fo...lowed Mom into my sister’s bedroom.Pamela was till crying. She was curled up in a ball under her covers. Apparently Mom had talked to her for a long time before she came and got me. She was not sure that she wanted to let me fuck her ass, after what that other asshole had done to her. Reluctantly, she let Mom apply plenty of K-Y Jelly to her sore. If she feels that you have not worshiped us enough or respected us enough or served us well, then of course she has noted it down. You will find out soon what all are in store for you. But tell me this, did you enjoy my session slave? Can you accept punishments like these?”Me: “yes sir. I am a submissive and l like to receive such punishments. But I wish you would go a little easy on me since its our first session and first meeting”Sir: “well, I can go a little easy on you now, but I strongly. Over the course of the next few days many strange items were used. Roger used something called a chain saw to cut and trim trees for their barracks. His axes and small hand tools were of exquisite manufacture. He even used a strange growling horseless carriage to move some of the logs almost into place. The whispers intensified. This was more proof that Roger was in league with the devil, that he was a warlock and ungodly. After all, hadn't they seen proof of that at Roanoke when he blasphemed. He pulled me toward him and I was feeling our bodies locked together. I was nervous at that moment but I just forgot about everything and let him lead me. He gently laid me on the bed went on top of me, kissing my neck holding my hands and pinning them to the bed. Slowly caressing my breasts with his mouth still with me dressed. The heat was rising I could feel our bodies were trembling. He went lower, kissing my stomach, until he reached my g-string. He removed my negligee with his chin then.