I closed my eyes as his knuckles finger disappeared inside me and my tight membrane of vaginal tissue closed around it.One, two, three, I was counting... mentally as I rose on his digit and lowered myself back down, all the years of thinking and deprivation were over, as I gripped his wrist and rode his inserted finger, until I came, 'Jesus Mariel', I could hear him remark, and I knew instinctively knew I was cumming, as I tightened up around his finger, a girl needs something inside her to grip. Not even you! Everyone’s been so secretive about it. So with out any real details about anything what’s a girl to do? I want to be prepared but in this case I don’t really know what I have to be prepared FOR! So I decided I would just bring EVERYTHING I could think of. You can only blame yourself for not giving anything away. And I know all you guys know something that none of us choir members know. You’ve all been so weird lately. So you can stop laughing at me and perhaps give me a hand or. Finally I was told to go get the vacuum cleaner and tovacuum the house. It is really difficult vacuming a house with shackledhands.Then it was time for my review. During my session I'd spilt some milk,had to be corrected on some of my bathroom and kitchen work and had notdone a very good job of painting Mistresses nails. I was made to kneelfacing the couch and bend over it. My dress was lifted up over my back,my panties were pulled down. Mistress commented that she supposed shecouldn't leave. He tried to make her into his whore. I pivoted as he circled me, drawing in the shadows to enhance my speed.I stabbed.He twisted his body out of the way. My sword buried into the ground. He swiped at me. I leaped back as the claws slashed before me. From the other side, Nathalie’s fiery sword swept down at him, the young girl’s face twisted in revulsion as she let out a loud screech.Her crackling blade slammed into the ground, missing Prince Meinard. Grass crisped black, smoking from the heat..