She looked at me, and then at her clothes, which were on the floor by her feet, where she'd thrown them. Then, for whatever reason, she whirled and we...t to get her robe, which was hanging on a hook by the door. She shrugged into it, her fingers fumbling with the belt as she went out the door.Left in a bright room, naked, in Lynne's bed, which she had vacated as if she was fleeing from a bounty hunter, I wondered what I should do. The idea of getting dressed and leaving was attractive, but I. ? At this comment, Luke insisted to us that we should not overly hurt Sierra right away; otherwise they would know for sure that we were listening in. Instead, the guy with the goatee continued what he was doing; pinwheeling her most stretched skin. He asked Luke if tickling Sierra would be acceptable, and Luke told him he was an evil genius, and said it would be fine.Sierra’s resulting screams were fantastic; as her legs were tickled I actually saw the pins on the cone poke into her flesh, I. I asked Rick to join me by sucking the other breasts at which point Mona leaned forward, took her blouse off and unhooked her bra. I had lifted her skirt all the way up and exposed her under wear. Rick started sucking her breasts while I went up and took my turn in kissing her sexy lips. Ricks hand was on her under wear and rubbing her pussy through her knickers while still sucking on her breasts.Mona was now topless as we both started sucking her breasts. I could now feel her hand on the. The wagon is pulled by two naked slaves while a third naked slave is walking alongside. I look at the wagon and see that it contains a portable oven, and there are about six long rods stuck into the red-hot coals located in the middle of the oven. No doubt in my mind that this wagon is for branding slaves."OK, disobedient Lesbonians and visitors to Lesbonia," the naked slave attending the wagon's oven says. "It's time for your slavery marking. Don't give me no shit, and there will be none in.