" Jason started swatting her ass at that point, but it didn't seem to matter; in fact, it appeared to add to things... Suddenly the Wench bustled in, ...pologizing, "Sorry, Master, I was locked in and had to wait for Sir... Mistress!!" She hurried over and curtsied before Armand, but then circled the table and knelt beside Sharon, who eyed her in surprise.Armand, however, nodded approval; this was the woman's function, and she'd executed it correctly. "Why were you locked up?"The Wench shrugged.. A whispered “ready?” and a silent nod of assent from T had her aggressor moving down to her victims sex, the long legs opening as if automatically to allow easier access, though it had him drawing breath knowing pain was the invaders goal. Soft fingers slid along the crinkled lips of the damp sex gently and slowly, her body laying along her victims leg, her head resting on the meaty hip, breathing in the sexual smell, as if it were nectar, she called the lad, “Rodney, please hold your mothers. Great! Say, I just had a thought. Could that be why it has been raining out here so much, lately? They say all this rain is unusual and does not normally hit at this time of the year," I sort of reported as I asked."Hmm. An interesting question. I would have to study that for a while to find out," was her reply.Interesting quandary. Were the actions that she was taking to save the east coast from being hit by hurricanes affecting the weather on the west coast? She had once told us she was. She entered her office and shocked to see her cabin’s new appearance. It was looking like anything but a normal cabin of any corporate office. The table was full of dildos of various sizes. The smallest dildo was 9’ long and 3’ thick at its base and the biggest one was really monstrous, 14’ long and 5’ thick at its base. There were some other dildos kept on the table. One dildo was spiked on its entire surface, one was made of transparent glass, another one was made by some shiny metal and one.