Now.”His voice returned to its normal soft tones when the all stood before him and he questioned them as to why his orders to treat Chrissie and to ...heal her body ready for sale. After listening to their excuses, he quietly announced, “I will arrange for the slave wardens to come tomorrow and take you to the punishment hall where Boscoe and Dora you will receive fifty lashes and the other two, will get twenty-five for disobeying my instructions. Instead of slave Chrissie being worth a reasonable. When he woke up, he didn't remember much about his dreams. Although, he vaguely remembered a few involving large penises...Eric rolled out of bed, trudging towards his bathroom as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He got all the way to the shower before he noticed his dick was rock hard, with a small wet spot visible on his pajama pants. Thankfully, his housemate Sam was not up yet. 'Man that would have been awkward,' he thought. Taking his shirt off, Eric pulled his pants down past his. While we're down here, please don't refer to my cock as Mr. Willie and other men's cocks as 'weenies.' It sounds a little immature, I think."Jan giggled. "So, you don't think that they can tell that I am a full–grown woman? Maybe you just want me to talk dirty for you and make the others think I am very sexy." You know what I mean," Mark countered. "But, that's not a bad idea. Acting sexy and talking dirty could be a lot of fun while we're here. Go ahead, I dare you." Maybe I will," Jan. She climbed back up onto the bed and noted her husband's eyes wide with fear and locked on the jar. She laughed and assured us both that she had no intention of sharing my dick with him. She handed me the jar, "Get it nice and greased up, I want you to fuck my asshole." What", George sputtered as the veins in his forehead popped out angrily. "You've never let me touch you there! What happened to you being afraid that it was too big?" I never said that, it wasn't that you were to big, it was.