“I used to love wearing girls’ clothes when I was a kid, but I stopped in college. Then when I moved in with you, the desire came on so strong, bu... I never did it until I read a letter about a guy just like me and how much he loved wearing panties. I couldn’t help myself.” Whap. “Will you show me this letter afterwards?” Whap! “Ow. Yes, Amanda.” Whap. “Then I believe you.” Whap. “I’m going to hit you hard and fast, and while I do, you’re going to tell me the reasons you’re being punished, in. Allison just smiled, opening her legs to him as she threw open her rope. Mark backed away, unbuttoning his shirt as he eyed her breasts. On her back, Allison's breasts seemed to pool languidly, her nipples pointing upward. Throwing his shirt aside, he unfastened his belt and pants, letting his eyes flow down her body, over the tight curls of hair, the slit, opening just slightly for him.She watched him pull off his pants and then slide the elastic on his underwear over his erection. "He is. Helen looked straight into her eyes, until they lost focus and the young woman became limp.  Helen got to work. She quickly tied the girl's wrist and elbows behind her back, painfully tight. A piece of clear tape was placed over her red lips. From afar it didn't look suspicious. When the girl woke up she looked at her captor angry. Has she lost her mind? "We're taking a cruise together, you and i." she said assertively, and produce a hand gun in her hand. The girl's angry moans suddenly. She smiled.The sun had set when at last something else caught her attention. It was a voice. A vaguely familiar voice."English! Look at me!" Caroline looked to see that Wachea was the speaker. With him was an old, heavily-tattooed man bearing a staff, and the four men of the watch who had taken their dinner and gone to man the fortifications. Behind them were two score of the young, half-naked savages. That was unusual, thought Caroline. There weren't supposed to be that many Indians in the.