This was the last dress that fit, and it barely did. She’d worn it last week, anyway. There was a revealing bulge at the front of her waist. She loo...ed fat; indeed, she looked pregnant.“I think,” she told Bill who’d just come in from putting the dishes to soak and was getting his own suit, “that I show in this dress.”“Ihm hmm,” he agreed. He kissed the bulge in her stomach. The gesture was warm, but the words weren’t what she wanted to hear. Well, she’d wear that dress and depend on her. The white Master would slowly crawl over to me on the bed picking up a knife that was on the nightstand and starts cutting away my clothes, threatening me with death if I don’t do what he says. The Master would cut button after button off me, saying what a slut, whore and cunt I am. He would slap me for his pleasure as he continued to cut the old slave period outfit I had on. Just before he exposed my body he would lift up that loincloth he has on, straddling my face he would push that cock. Movie break got over and owner went and checked all theatre door was locked properly and then take me to ladies toilet room. He went back to his cabin and bring back 50ltr water can and asked me to clean blood spot and pussy. Then later he poured complete water on my body. I slowly went to the cabin where Karim and Daya were sitting. Owner came behind me with his erected dick. I guess it’s huge than both my friends dick. And maybe I am lucky or unlucky to get all huge dicks in first sex and get. "We are decided then, 'Though will become tho, although will be spelled altho, thorough is now thoro, which makes thoroughfare ... thorofare, through is now spelled thru, which changes the spelling of throughout to thruout, catalogue is catalog, decalogue is decalog, demagogue is demagog, pedagogue is pedagog, prologue will forever be prolog, and programme is program.'" We ALL know how those rules stuck," said The Wanzor. "The grammar Nazis are all over your ass if you try it." But ... but ....