They didn’t budge. She wanted to start pulling with all her might and fight to escape, but knew it would just be futile and embarrassing. Hundreds o... more other women would have already tried. At least she could try to keep some dignity. ‘You’ve completed one climax. Like with everything else, the Nuymeans followed their sacred number of 9. Now you need to have 8 more for the horse to tip back and the release catch to work. The Nuymeans understood how some trainees might be reluctant. The rite. It was like a large python engulfing my cobra.She was moving in and out but keep staring in my eyes. I knew I could not take this anymore and so I just stopped her. Now I made her bend with her legs on the ground and hands on the bed. A semi doggy position you could say then started licking her calves. And now moved to her fleshy thighs.They were so good. She was just begging me to lick her. She could not take any more. I caught her panty band in my teeth and just pulled it down to reveal her. ’ This came as a bit of a surprise to some of the women, but they all agreed ‘It was about time!’ that she started to admit her intolerable conduct. Her father then directed the women to form a Jury Pool to determine her Punishment, and I was directed to stand before the accused, being her primary victim, and to read out all of the numerous offences she that had been committed against me, that each might be ‘weighed for their punishment value’. I read off each of my ‘complaints’ against her. To hell with the rainforest. To hell with the planet. If disgusting clowns can stuff their faces on signs, isn't that what the free market is all about? Why have unspoiled resources when we can have that hideous clown stuffing his face? That's freedom, after-all. Freedom. Yes ... yes ... the land of the free, with an ugly clown to represent it.Mike's bitterness against corporate America matched that of Ruthie against religion. He had a particular grudge against Mega-Town Associates. His father.