A brand is supposed to be a permanent body marking that will not wash or wear off."OK, slut," the slave with the branding iron says to me. "Spread you...r legs as wide as you can. I want to see your pretty little clit smiling back at me. Failure to do so will earn you the penalty the two police officers just described."I am scared shitless. But, I also am afraid of what will happen if I fight, so I open my legs as wide as my cuffed arms permit."Bare pussy," the slave with the branding iron says.. Now to me Brian was pretty good looking but I never really looked at him like that until one night after a party we were sitting on the couch just talking about stuff when somehow we got onto the topic of our dicks. Brian started to brag that he was well endowed which I quickly kinda chuckled about making him grab his phone and flip threw it until he turned it towards me and there was a picture he had taken of his very nice, big cock. I was kinda stunned and extremely turned on by it as I. .A big breast...A little shocked, he levered one eye open. At least part of the roaring in his head came from the fact that Scarlett O'Hara next to him was snoring so loud that the walls were shaking a little. Her hoop skirt was still on, the hem pointing to the sky like a satellite dish.Kirsten. Oh, good grief.If it hadn't been for the bladder pressure, he might not have made much of it, but it aching in his groin had wakened him enough for the shock to penetrate through. He knew he had to do. You see, I come from a family that has a tight knot with their roots, four generations ago my family arrived to America from Ireland and we keep communication with the 'clan' over there, they brought several heirlooms with them, one is a pendant with a lock in the middle it seems, nobody knows if there is a key or what it represents, my grandpa never said a thing about it but he gave it to my dad which in turn gave it to me to officially see me as an adult in the eyes of the 'clan' or so my.