The enemy is not the Black Horns tribe anymore...” Zetsa hardened her tone of voice, yet did not speak further. What she was implying was plain to t...eir ears, even in the subtle manner she used.“Zetsa”, Grandmaster Kartion said in heavy tone, halted mid speech, heaved from his flared nostrils and continued. Their eyes met and he could still see the features of the little girl he once picked as his apprentice. “Not forever”. He finally said with meaning that sounded obscure, yet not to his. Women in this world generally react poorly to these anal insertions, and very few women actually get any pleasure from anything anal related. This is mainly due to the immense pain that comes from the unnaturally large objects that get shoved in their asses.Women understand that these insertions are important for their health, and some are even grateful for the insertions, despite the discomfort that comes with them. Other women despise the insertions and will try almost anything to avoid them.. For the next four and a half hours, Mitsi’s hair was to be repeatedly bleached, conditioned and dried. The first hour-long session would leave Mitsi’s virgin hair bright orange. John would work on other parts of her anatomy during this time.Using the trigger phrase, he put her in a deep trance.At first, he watched her jerk and twitch, as he alternated between the big egg in her cunt and the little egg in her ass hole. Next, he would bring her to the brink of orgasm by using his finger to apply. After handing her the phone I left the room- then discretely picked up our phone in the other room."Janis this is Marcus. I was......"Janis immediately interrupted, "Marcus, what are doing calling me at home? What would my husband think? We'll talk tomorrow." Ok, understand my lady. I'll talk to you around 1 PM about my special delivery."Neither of us mentioned the call but I knew something was up. Janis had a very strict lunch schedule and could not meet someone just anywhere. Our nearby house.