With their strange cabinets that could defy the passage of time, the stores offered enough provisions to last their group a lifetime.And perhaps they ...would have to. Jada’s group was extremely distressed to learn the results of Party #2’s exploration of Wobanakik. After two months of searching, no trace of an exit had been found, and they had searched the northern end intensively, the Black Mall area Jada had hoped would be a prime spot to find a way out of here. Jada’s group had stunned the two. Her next words were, "Strip!" What could I do? I stripped.I soon stood before these women stark naked. Helen got up brandishing a long thin rod, slapping it against her palm. She advanced on my trembling form and shouted, "Stand with your legs apart, arms out." I moved into the position.She circled me twice, then brought the rod arching down across my stomach. I screamed and dropped to my knees, clutching my belly. She yelled, "Stand up, bitch!"I quickly stood and assumed the position. Another. Hi guy, been sort of rough lately, yeah...' He looked me up and down and nodded asking if I had a cigarette, I replied don't you know smoking is bad for your health...' He looked and grimaced as he started to walk away so I challenged '...Tell you what, I'll buy you a pack if you wish to answer some questions for me...' He took a few steps and turned saying '...what type of questions, if you don't like my answers do I still get the cigs....' I smiled and answered '... come, I'm parked over. He lay there, silently working out how many spanks this was going to cost Joyce when she finally got back, along with a few other more erotic punishments that would teach her a lesson. He heard the front door slam again, she had come back."JOYCE," he yelled, "JOYCE, WHERE WERE YOU?"Strange, no reply. Then he heard footsteps coming up the stairs."JOYCE!"The bedroom door opened slowly, and his daughter Carol was there. Just turned sixteen, she took after her mother, slim, blonde, with perky boobs.