But stop if I start to scream too loudly. And I'll never remember that damn word, so I'll trust everyone to know when I've had enough." OK," Bud said....Here we go. He pressed against Connie's opening. He pressed harder, then harder still. The head slowly stretched her more-experienced pussy out and slid inside much easier than it had with Jolene's never-used pussy. Even so, Connie still cried out and grabbed hold of the edges of the table with both hands, her knuckles turning white with the. ”“Surely, after what you have done for the East India Company, the Governor could provide us with an escort, and horses for us and our baggage?”Mimi had made a good point, and next morning I paid a call on the Governor. However, when I asked him about an escort and horses to travel to Madras he shook his head.“The monsoon is due, Sir Elijah. Overland travel is practically impossible during the monsoon season. Rivers turn to torrents, and roads disappear under feet of water. You best wait out. It was a solid contraption made of hardened cherry and resembled a large version of a sawhorse. The crossbeam was fitted with a soft leather cover and was well padded --- a good thing since many hours of discipline where often administered on “Old War.” Her big brother had done an excellent job of affixing her to it. Her ankles where shackled with one-inch clips to the legs--high enough so that only the tips of her toes actually touched the cement floor. Large leather-covered cushions inserted. She then moved onto the other leg. Jenny was sure her ordeal would soon be over. Once the officer had finished her other leg Jenny foolishly closed her legs. ‘I didn’t tell you to move- now spread your legs again.’ Now the officer started at her ankles and very gently started to move upwards, caressing her legs. This was now having a serious effect on Jenny, her pussy was starting to feel extremely wet. The officer’s hands continued upwards, now pushing up her dress. The officer didn’t stop.