Jolen looked even more serious and withdrew his hand. Her cheek felt cold and her stomach clenched, but she continued. ‘It were ma’ people…da tr...be we was fightin’…dey is ma people. I-I…I’m na’ one o’ them na’ longa’. But I couldn’a fight an’ kill them…is why I left.’ She squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her voice to a murmur, ‘I was afraid… those battles were vera’ fierce…any hesitation on ma’ part…coulda’ cost any one o’ us a’ lives.’ She prayed he would understand, this man who could be so. ?Smell it,Duke.? There was a panting. ?Yes, you can lick, it it won?t kill you,boy?though the Dirtbag is a nasty little thing?like motor oil her cum is.? Lydialistened dumbly as Duke licked Casey?s finger excitedly. ?Smells good, doesn?tit??Lydia turnedaround ?Casey, what the hell are you..? Suddenly Casey jumped up and grabbedLydia by the hair and slapped her four times across the face. ?Here I am tryingto create a pleasant situation for you, scuzz, and you don?t seem to like it.Want to. " Her lips thinned. "They tried to roll the clock back to 1791, socially as well as politically, but it didn't work, not directly. Louis XVIII was succeeded by his brother Charles, who tried autocratic rule. That led to another revolution, this time in 1830. We'll cover that later."That was something to look forward to. She tagged several articles about dress and customs in Napoleonic France, and I skimmed through them. There was a lot of freedom for women there. The corset vanished, briefly,. " Nikki leaned forward, blowing thick smoke into my face while squeezing my crotch, "And I do mean little."Her red rubber clad ass swayed from left to right, glimmering from the over head light. Little glimpses of her black panties could be seen with every other step.The room was completely silent once the sound of her heels stopped. The surroundings hadn't changed much since my last visit. Voices were faint but grew louder as she walked back into the room, chain in hand, attached to a collar.