After taking a gulp, Steele pressed the cold glass to his cheek.“Sure is hot,” Steele said.“You’re in Mississippi,” the bartender said. “W...at you expect?”“I’m new in town. Looking for something to do.”“There’s no Disneyland here. We don’t cater to tourists.”“I’m not a tourist.”“You ain’t from around here.”“I’m new in town, but not a tourist.”The man on the stool turned toward Steele with a scowl. His narrowed eyes looked like he was trying to read Steele’s mind. Sally had said they didn’t like. She's been raised like a little girl her whole life, even though a little girl is most certainly not what she is. At least, not biologically. She however has a body like a girl. A nice slim almost perfect body most girls her age would die for. Alice is home schooled and treated like a princess, she hardly ever has contact with the outside world, which is why people find her weird, since she acts like a very young girl even though she is 17. However, she doesn't know any better. Today was her. But it’s a full blown a****l now, pacing inside my brain, licking away my mind, devouring its thoughts and feelings, until i am only Her devoted blank aroused submissive follower, prisoner and slave. We all have our points of passage, naturally, lines that can’t be uncrossed. Perhaps you will attempt to resist. Perhaps you will be surly, perhaps you will simply go away, burn your training materials and vow never to return. It may even take some time for the cravings to come, the cravings to. So the women had to make the strokes count. The young woman lucky enough to administer the actual whip strokes that made Perry first start to bleed, would be declared the “Princess of Pain,” and would get to choose any of the remaining men to be her personal slave victim for the night. She wouldn’t have to bid or pay any money. She got her male sex slave for free.When the first girl started whipping Perry, everyone cheered. “Show us how much you can take, little boy!” shouted one.