She felt inwardly very much as a French aristocrat in his ascent of the steps of the guillotine, must have done, and it least it would all have been o...er quickly for him, rather than being but the start of a day-long ordeal by cold torture.As the observant and pessimistic Julia had all too accurately predicted, the very first shot to be aimed at the lever, a piece of wood the size of a barn door, sent poor Darlene straight down into the water. A mighty cheer went up from the callous spectators. > > > > > Although it was late I quickly discovered that young Sara was just getting started. After I shot my load, Sara spread her legs, and then while Sara kissed me, my wife and Tara took turns at licking Sara’s virgin pussy to get it ready. After a few minutes, Tara shifted her body my way, and then Tara began to suck me until I was hard again. Once I was, Tara reached over me to grab a few towels, and then she set them under Sara’s sweet pussy while she said, “Sara, the first time can hurt. House Leonis, specifically, was located a few miles south of the edge of the Lockdown. Lord Fouse had been conscious of the fact that some of his House members either lived or worked under the Lockdown and acted accordingly. However, Lord Landeros didn’t seem to care. He was changing House rules to his preferences and, so far, if anyone couldn’t abide by those rules, even if it was because they lived or worked under the Lockdown, they were punished accordingly. I was glad that I was working. Instinctively I arose as if to protect her. Arm freezing in mid-air his head swiveled back, freezing me with his piercing icy blue eyes.. I felt as if I had a block of ice inside for all the good it was. I could see my Mistress Julia, lying across my bed, trembling slightly, knowing that the punishment she had meant for me was about to be delivered to her exposed bum. By her Master, her husband, John. I didn’t envy what either of them was going through. Perhaps one day I would get.