At which point, Prudie told her to stop being a stick in the mud that the two of us were just having a good laugh at couple of old nanny goats.Grandma...took a fit of the giggles and Prudie asked George and me to stay the night. She would fix popcorn and we could watch Night of the Living Dead, which was one of Elvis's favorites.After the movie, we played Clue until Grandma declared it was time for everyone to be in bed. Prudie complained that it was only one in the morning, but didn't push it to. Still she had not submit to sucking his cock. She felt the can rub lightly across her clit between her pussy lips. Pam started begging him not to hit her there with the cane telling him she would suck his cock. She sighed a relief as the cane moved away from her clit. Just as she relaxed a bit the cane came down hard on her clit making her buck and pull on the ropes holding her arms and legs wide apart. Pain shot through her whole body and the ropes hurt her wrist and ankles. Her scream lasted. "You had to be isolated from everybody in your clothing. You couldn't get to know someone more than in a business manner. You couldn't let yourself be weak. You couldn't let yourself feel protected like you did in my arms. You couldn't let another person give you sexual pleasure like I gave you during our morning with the Nomers."Beth didn't say anything but it was obvious she was thinking about what he said."You may be right," she said."I am right. You are a new person." A new person. I like. Humans had such tender flesh... Her thoughts wandered to the Chief of Security, and she lay her head in one of her furry hands, exhaling a sigh as an involuntary pang of arousal tickled her loins. Her rank of Vice Admiral gave her a privileged position in the Rask hierarchy, on top of being the Alpha of a pack with high standing in the social order. She always got what she wanted, either given willingly by fawning underlings or taken by force if it was denied to her. The only people that she.