I should also count that as staring at me. This means worse torture.John hadn’t even noticed what she brought back from the table. She was holding t...wo candles: one large one and one thin one; and she was also holding a book of matches and a ball gag. Before John could say anything, she strapped the ball gag into John’s mouth.“Have you ever felt hot wax before?” asked Miss Peterson as she lit the large candle, “It hurts, though i love the feeling. Im sure you have felt hot wax, but you will. Then he got between my legs and lifted my legs up so my heels were on his shoulders. He put his thing against my hole and tried to push it in. But it wouldn't go. so he pushed my feet over so they were by my ears and my bottom and hole were in the air. He told me to put his thing against my hole so that he could push it in. I did that and then he started to push down and it pushed my bottom down and the end went inside me. I cried out because it hurt a little bit. He smiled and kissed me and. "Looking over at the scout, Sid said, "You are the scout they call Sneak?" Yes, sir." Good job, Sneak," Sid said, "Get some rest. We'll move into position a half an hour before sunrise." Thanks, sir," Sneak replied. Without making a sound, Sneak disappeared back into the woods.Sid made a gesture and three of his veteran leaders rode up beside him. Sid pointed to the farm spread out below them and said, "That long building down there is where the overseers are sleeping. We'll get into position. Inside, the room was furnished with low tables and comfortable piles of pillows to sit on instead of chairs. Gauzy curtains managed to create an atmosphere of intimacy despite the vast size of the chamber, Malcolm didn’t know how many members the Way of the Living Divinity had, but he’d be willing to bet that they could all fit in here at once. A faint scent of some unknown incense filled the air. ‘Please, take a seat anywhere you like,’ Nina said. Malcolm tentatively crossed his legs and sat.