We went towards the stream and to the small path near the outcrop of saplings. This was a path I had seen before and thought it was just a path that h...d been made by wild animals coming to drink.Marjorie was seen talking to Eastorhyld for quite a long time. She then turned, "This is a Druid highway, these crisscross the country and by keeping to them no harm will befall us."Highway? I thought it is hardly a path! I must ask Marjorie more about this later.We travelled all day following the. The corners of her mouth were scored red from the gag's straps and her chin was streaked with drool but she did nothing to try alleviate either.In the following day I took the opportunity to explore the limits of Nicola's obedience. She was not required to carry out any particular tasks at first but she was kept naked.To her credit, she did not question this. It was clear that she neither felt uncomfortable with her nakedness (although on occasion her conventional modesty reasserted itself and. M. Do you think you can pick me up? I’ll treat you to lunch before the 6 p.m. funeral?”“Swoosh," my phone sounded, as I replied back to her. I loved going to Nashville. The scenery was always welcomed in my eyes. Beautiful women, good beer, barbecue… and then there was Sarah, the distant second cousin that I had forbidden fantasies about. It wasn’t new to her though. She had flashed me once when we were sixteen and I had spanked her after a family game of softball… discreetly outside the locker. Petrified with fear, she stayed still, whimpering as she felt a warm hand on her breast."Your body is so amazing my little slave, and I'm going to make it mine."She whimpered and began to thrash again in fear."Oh yes that's right, thrash around my little slave, I love that."He grinned, he was getting hard now. He had landed quite the catch, this would make a perfect little toy for him. He began to squeeze and massage harder, enjoying how she thrashed around to get away from him vainly. He began.