If I wanted to talk to him as a real person and not a sex object, we could do that, too." So, what happened?" I straightened out. I stopped acting lik...e a fool and talked to him. He's going to take some pictures of me. Hopefully one will be good enough for the yearbook. I hate the way those idiots always make me look." If you listen to him and do what he tells you, you'll be fine." Oh, I will. So, anyway, I wanted to tell you how sorry I am. And I really wish I had a boyfriend who cares about me. Then I said, “You have a sexy figure. I was impressed. Can you tell me the exact number of your figure? Is it 36 28 36?”Listening to that she looked at me, she wanted to blush. But also wanted to show anger so she turned her face another side so I couldn’t see. As she turned her face, I also went to that side to see her face. Immediately she turned her to the other side, so I went back to that side.She started blushing and said, “Stop it, you idiot!” while hiding her face by looking at another. She jabs the needle home in one of the passed-out sexslave?s lacerated butt cheeks, giving her a good dose of sedative pain-killerand then gently rubbing some ointment on the oozing welts that stripe thegirl?s still reddened backside. Unclipping the blonde?s wrist bracelets frombehind her back, she takes them off briefly to peel the long white gloves offof Alison?s arms, then flips the girl over and refastens the girl?s cuffedhands to her collar and attaches the collar to the headboard of the. "Please wriggle your ass back and forth for me Amy." Amy dutifully shookher ass a bit, then SMACK!! Out of nowhere a searing pain shot through thegirl. Temple had laid down another harsh stoke with his crop. "Faster Amy.Much much faster." Amy wiggled her ass more quickly than she ever had before. Temple lickedtwo digits of his right hand; kneeling behind the bouncing booty in front ofhim he slipped a finger up Amy's ass and one in her honey pot. "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh" themuffled words were.