She started to close her eyes, blocking out everything, even if only for a moment, but a tug at her braided hair, and the feel of a hand on her should...r jolted her back to attention. She was not the only one watching that reflection."Look!" the voice demanded. She could not see him well, just a shadow behind her chair, but she knew he was there. There watching her. Watching her watch herself. She could not close her eyes, could not look away from her naked, open body reflected back in that. She cackled and wiggled her ass. "Come on Roger, paddle me. I know you want to." "Where is she?!" "It doesn't matter now, it's too late. Get on with it and paddle my fucking ass! Your audience is waiting!" Releasing her hair again, I stood up and darted my eyes around. Chantelle looked keen to give her a thrashing. Claudio just looked scary. Even Annie had a look of sadistic pleasure in her eye. This was too much, and could get ugly really fast. Only Johnson looked capable of paddling Josephine. She had the same build as Renee, standing a little taller, about 5'4" with a 36C bustline and childbearing hips and green eyes, the same as her mother's. He would see her and think of Renee. That in turn would make him feel very aroused. He knew it was wrong, after all he was her Uncle, but after his loving partnership with her Mother, how could he not feel something for this very lovely young lady, and she was only a few years younger than him. Another 6 months on; just over 12 months since. Training involves the practicing of unique stances, the refinement of skills, and the earning of special items. Even the less fortunate worshipers focus on hunting monsters that are known to raise experience.”“Monsters like...”“Treasure chests that try to eat you, called mimics, is one.”Axel’s eyes brightened. “Cool, they have those here.”“Yes, mostly in dungeons or ruins.” The boys whipped their heads around. “I don’t believe any are in this dungeon, it’s too green for that.” He held back a.