The Phillips' house was smaller than Mrs. Hamilton's, and in not as nice a neighborhood. It was a white-painted clapboard, built on a small hillock so...that the porch off the kitchen was up on stilts. Below was the small basement playroom, which opened out, as did the stairs from the porch, onto a sloping backyard. The yard was fenced in, and was mostly crabgrass and burned spots where the dog peed, and the first thing Scott saw when he walked outside on the porch was that Atilla was gone. I laid everything out on the bed and could not wait for her to see what Ihad bought for my girl. I called Sam up.When Sam entered she stood there transfixed. She gulped and actuallyseemed to go all wobbly before recovering herself. On the bed were 7maid's dresses - one for each day of the week. Everyone was the samestyle. Puff sleeves with rings of soft lace at the edges. They hadsweetheart necklines, quite low so I would be able to see her smallcleavage. They had very tight bodices with lace. It's the truth," I said bracing for the whip. It wrapped around my neck choking me and burning in its grasp. Things started to go black."You will die for killing our Captain, but it will be less painful if you tell me how you did it," Healer said. He bent down so he could see my eyes. Tears and mucous dripped from my nose. Blood soaked the cups of my top where the whip had struck the unprotected flesh. My crotch screamed in agony as well as my butt and legs where the whip had touched me. My. Her hands worked deliberately, loosening my suit until she was able to free my penis from the outfit. She sank to her knees and set to work heightening my already significant arousal. Her tongue ran up the side of my shaft and left a tingle of pleasure there as she repeated the gesture on the other side. Then her lips encircled the tip, gradually pulling me into her warm mouth and drawing a sigh from my throat. Her tongue greeted me again, tickling the most sensitive areas as she took me in..