They were an unimpressive lot, physically, reminding me of the Raspe, in that they had the thin, knobby-jointed appendages and the bristly fur, but th...y had neither the height or the air of detached majesty I associated with the Raspe. Short, barely more than waist high on me, their furred faces featured odd, hard-plated mouth and jaw segments that managed to just barely avoid looking like a bill or beak. They seemed to have little in the way of necks, with their heads nestled into rounded. After a few moments she asked “so Kevin, how does it feel?” “Uncomfortable, but I guess I will get used to it” he replied quietly, respectfully. “That’s good. Don’t expect me to be so nice every time my love. OK?” Kevin nodded. Sarah rubbed his bottom a few times and then gave him ten hard spanks. Kevin gasped each time, and could tell the difference in the impact of each spank now that his bottom was covered in weals. But whilst on the one hand each spank hurt much more, on the other it. It would be ten miles if she continued on down the track to the highway and rode back to the driveway. He mounted his quad and went in search of the other guys stripping the wheat. Tess changed her shoes, put her back pack on, and embraced Evelyn. "It has been a big day so far, hasn't it?" Tess said, "I'm glad you have been so good about this. We'll see you this evening then. Come over anytime; I'll be home in an hour, tops."It suddenly felt odd that Tess had just invited Evelyn and Henry over. She looked for a telephone. There was none. ************************************************************************Winston went into the kitchen. He took a shot of whiskey? straight. He shook his head to clear the foul taste. He unbuttoned his shirt, slowly. He dropped it onto the floor. Unbuckling his pants, he walked towards the bedroom. And now, for you, girl? He walked down the hallway. Standing outside the bedroom door, he lowered his underpants to his ankles. His erect cock sprang out..