.........Martina cooked her self dinner, changed into a sleeping gown and went to her tent for the night. She heard the girls lying in there filth, he...rt breaking sobs coming from the very depth of there being, because they knew what tomorrow would bring. Tomorrow would strip the girls of there position in a hierarchy of religious and social position in the life of the people who called this planet home. At he end of the day they would be another saleable item and just like any cow, pig or. 4 inches of palpitating cock entered in one violent pump, she was so tight, her hymen broke so easily, she felt it, it had hurt so much she had to scream, she couldn’t the gag stopped her cry for help in her throat, the violent way that he came in and out so fast, the total length of his shaft felt like she was being impaled, Alan fell the sudden need to come, his penis grew in size sign that he was about to come and he did stream after stream filled this girls with his seed, and after he was. I just had different types of work. Raising my kids, running my store, or working with my family on the farm. The weird thing was ... I liked that. Now I wasn’t relaxing. I wasn’t ‘taking a load off’. I wasn’t really resting. I was just goddamned bored. And lonely.My nap passed the time well, though. I didn’t really dream or think of much while I was napping, I just woke up a while later and saw the familiar trackage running past Edgebrook- meaning we were just a few miles from Chicago Union. She clung onto the table, though, knowing that she would get more strokes if she got up before her caning was over. The fourth stroke had her throwing her head back with her eyes shut tightly as did the fifth stroke when she also hissed in and out through clenched teeth. The sixth stroke was even harder or seemed like it was, but at least she was halfway, she told herself.Governess Carson looked down at the six red welts which nicely stood out against the blue bruising, and was certainly.