She stepped one foot into my snare and still lacked a clear shot. She took one more step. The crickets stopped chirping as she lifted her bow. I relea...sed my snare and the brambles shot forth from the ground up her legs and torso until every limb was securely bound and she was trapped.I turned to examine my prey, my sword drawn and as I imagined it, hungry for blood. She was an adolescent, blooming into adulthood. Perhaps this was supposed to be her first blooding, the hunting of her first. ” Anah then took me by surprise and gave me a quick kiss.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I hope this goes as smoothly as it did in my head,” I said, standing in a stall with Anah in front of me.“As long as you don’t back out we’ll be fine. And since I’m the more experienced one, I’ll take charge,” said Anah in a slight dominating tone. “Now unzip your pants.” Not even hesitating, I unzipped my pants, to find my 7.5 inch cock sporting a tent. Almostinstantly the gag was reapplied and the first looser of the contest wasdecided. All that meant was now Master could torture him for as long ashe wanted and he could not yield until the end of the competition. HisMistress laughed expecting this response saying that the quicker he wasdestroyed the quicker he would be of use to her.The remaining 4 contestants were then told of the rules. The slaves werenot to speak or say a word. Any word would mean that they yielded and beout of the. " I thought about it. "Oh Mom, everything?" "Yes." I remember smiling at first, than she told me to try on some pants andtops in the student section but keep telling me they are too tight, toobright, too short, or not long enough; try another size up. The problemwas if the hips fit, the waist was too big. So than she tried to get meto buy boxer underwear.I cried to mom, "Brief please Mom, please." "I'll leave that to your father."Leave it to my father, what's up with that? When I was taking off.