_______________________________________________________________________________________Ten days after our photo session, my mobile rang and it was Mic...elle. “Have you got any plans today?” She asked, sounding a little upset.“None at all.” I replied, I'd booked the day off work to wait for an engineer to fix my washing machine, but he called me to say he was ill. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, just a bit pissed off. Do you want to come over for a coffee?”“Okay, I'll be there in about half an hour.”I got. Bree’s hastily wrapped towel dropped off as she climbed in, giving us another booty look. Sweet. “Let me tell you what happened in our car on the way down here,” I said as we walked in the door. We went to the sandwich counter and ordered six ‘Dixie Specials’ with the works, then picked up a couple of bags of chips. As we shopped I told Tory the story about slapping Bree on the bottom and how that turned into me becoming her ‘Chief.’ And of course the part where she now has to do whatever I. “They seem like worthless villagers, but we assumed you would wish to probe their minds yourself.”“How very wise of you, male,” Varassa said approvingly. “I reward those who demonstrate competence and loyalty.”She stepped in closer and eyed each of the prisoners up and down. Burdened by their weak eyesight, they probably couldn’t even see most of the chamber—the lone glow-stone against the far wall was barely as strong as a candle—but it was vital that they look upon their new mistress.“Still,. Her jaw had reset itself and she said “Thank you” in her sweet voice and smiled up a Vince just before forcing his penis back into her mouth. She worked him back to a full erection and massaged his balls until he filled her belly with warm semen. “Thank you, Vince” she said, pronouncing his name as Vinsch. “Thank you, Ianaa” Vince said, “I’m sorry I scared you.”“Thank you, no hurt me.” Ianaa said clenching her arms to her chest with her chin resting on her little fists. Vince understood.