Kiss my boots”Nicolette yelled the last sentence and hinted with a riding crop at her boot. “ Say thank you Mistress Nicolette for punishing me wh...en I failed to start my rape!”Her mind racing Alicia could not find a way out of her misery and slowly moved her head towards the boot.“ Thank you Miss…Mistress Nico……” she whispered, not able to finish the sentence she was supposed to repeat and gently touched the boot with her lips. Inhaling the smell of leather she kissed the boot at the tip and. It only took a few seconds before their alluring appearance got too much for me to handle. Momentarily forgetting about my real world troubles, I rushed over to my friends and literally tackled them to the ground. Before they could figure out what was happening, I had pulled them in for a passionate, three-way kiss. Exploring both their mouths at once proved more difficult than I initially accessed, but I refused to give up, alternating between my two friends until I knew every nook and cranny. His churning bull balls were so full of cum it practically leaked out, and if he came in her now, they'd have another kid for sure - number six. Five boys so far, and they were dirt poor. Only their desperation kept him going back, and they paid barely enough to keep them clothed and fed as it was.Her fingers fluttered down the hard sticky shaft, lightly squeezing the metal cockring that tightly cinched the root, its twin around his ballsac now jammed tightly against it, as his nuts. Who are you?”“I am Robert Thomas of Protection. We don’t have an army but can and will fight if we need to. We also won’t tolerate slavery. It looks like we have a fight unless you know something I don’t.” I stopped talking and waited for a reply. I was wearing a throat mike and my words were going out over the radio.He looked startled at my words. I don’t think he was expecting an aggressive approach to his somewhat open greeting. He finally said, “We don’t want a fight.”I interrupted, “After.