Got there about 8PM and took my time to take in what was happening. I pretended to look at videos on display and watched as men file in and out of the...viewing booth area. I wasn’t attracted to any of the men there at all, but that didn’t matter, I just wanted to suck their cocks. I came to realize that you couldn’t tell what kind of man he was by looking at his cock. I watched for a while and saw guys going into the booths next to one that had I light on. I figured that the light meant someone. Time was up, and two guards pulled the girls off Andrew. The camera focused on his penis – clearly, this was no longer entirely flaccid, but it certainly wasn’t erect. “I am afraid that Miss Ward and Miss Brown have failed in their assignment.” Mr. Barton announced. “They will therefore be tied back to back, with their arms fixed by a rope above their heads. Carl will be whipping them from the front using our heaviest whip, so whoever is facing the audience will bear the brunt of each lash.. In the eerie light I could see that one of the soldiers was squatting in the darkness by a tree. It confused me; the figure carried no tp with them. A twig snapped behind me and I turned to meet a muzzle pointing itself at me. “What do we have here?” an oddly feminine voice said. I couldn’t recognize the voice right away but I recognized it after she spoke again. “Identify yourself prisoner.” “Kate? Where did you come from?” By this time the other figure had moved up behind me. I felt a dull. They’ve been together – and monogamous, to the best of my knowledge – for several years now, but have shown no signs that marriage is in their future plans. Their attitude seems to be that if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. I looked at the two of them. “Well, let me guess; you’re either the worst-dressed Vikings fans ever, or you’re some Norse warrior from the ‘hood and she’s your Viking wench, right?” Like most white folks around black folks – and, probably, vice-versa - I had tiptoed around the.