" "That's not the point, " I protested as Matt pulled me close to him. He was just standing there in his grey Calvin Kline briefs. His bulge was huge....I tried to fight the urge. I just stood there motionless. Just then, Matt flexed his muscles and made his pecs dance. His nipples were hard as steel. "No fair," I said as Matt gently put his arms around me and guided me over to the couch.It wasn't long before Matt was on top of me. He still had his briefs on as he helped me out of blouse and. Along with the gown she slipped on the high heeled gold sandals. She knew what would happen. She'd be introduced to some disgusting leering man then she'd have to fuck him or worse. Her mind was in turmoil with the feeling of helplessness. She didn't want to do it but she couldn't take another two weeks here.She left her cell block escorted by two guards. Her heels crunched softly on the dust courtyard as the night air was full of buzzing and clicking insect noise. There was no where to run, it. Todd reached into the pickup and grabbled the rifle in there. He pulledit out, and then suddenly heard several twangs. He looked down and sawthat there were three arrows in his arm. Two went right through hishand and wrist and into the rifle stock, while another went into hisupper arm. All he knew was that it hurt like hell. As he looked aroundhe saw a horde of people surrounding them, almost all natives.There was a woman taking pictures. She took shots of each of them, aswell as shots of the. I found it easier after the training to restrain myself from making snarky comments like that. In the old days, I’d just blurt out the first mean thing that occured to me but now I was reluctant to offend my mother.Doing so would mean instant punishment and my Mom didn’t limit herself to spanking. She used rope to hang us upside down. She made us suck doorknobs or lemons. She put a little piece of Alka seltzer in my pussy and made me dance after I said something particularly hateful about.