Anne finished what she was doing, then turned to look Gwenna up and down, ‘You’re gorgeous, aren’t we lucky Bella? No man will resist our bed no...w, not with her sharing it with us.’ Gwenna opened her mouth in shock, but before she could speak a word, Anne continued speaking, ‘Bella, help me get her dress off,’ Isabelle did so, ‘We have quite a reputation, Bella and I, all the girls flirt and most have no qualms about taking a man or two to their bed, especially when the warriors are here, but. That is the moment of truth...Some twenty year olds, with perfect white skin and ample cleavage, remove their bras and their tits turn to bags of skin that point to the floor. Meanwhile, women in their mid forties disrobe, and their enormous funbags point straight at you, and I am not talking about fake tits because I hate fake tits too. Some women; young and old; magically have the ability to have nipples that point forward, instead of at the floor. That's what it is all about for me.Maybe I. " Well, shit." Yup. We seem to say that a lot."I had a lot to think about. I read the computer's print-out. It was quite damming. However, while I read I noticed certain patterns. "Computer, please analyze the childcare guide and perform a deep pattern analysis on the key phrases. I'm hoping that there's a reset of some nature buried in there, so that if a parent screws up the child is not irretrievable. There may be a 'full shutdown' code in there too, so be careful. It'd be a great way to put. Oh you do know thatyou are going to be our slave dear don't you? Thwack! Thwack! Slowly the whipping began, she started on my thighs and with strong strokescontinued onto my ass next. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! I started to squirm then cry. Thwack! Oh God this hurt, please, please stop I'll do anything and so it went. Iwas whipped from my shoulders to my ankles front and back. I don't know howlong I hung there but it felt like hours before the strokes finally stopped. "Well slut lets see if you.