" She led Sandy into the family room, and offered her a seat. Monica rifled through some of the DVDs on a shelf near the TV, chose one, and started it... in the DVD player.The video had obviously been shot from a drone. It started on the ground outside the property on the cul-de-sac near their large house. The scene rose in the air until the house was visible from above – the kind of shot a real estate agent would love to show if they were the selling agent.The picture got closer and closer to the. Rocks!” Sandy tightened up even more and squeezed as much cum as she could from my balls into her bottom.“Ready to wash up?” I scooped Sandy up and carried her to the shower without waiting for an answer, making her giggle with delight in response.“God, yes! I’m yours in every way, forever, Master! Forever!” Sandy told me with several repeated kisses to the face.“Damn, baby girl, you are so full of enthusiasm!” I told Sandy as I held her tight to my chest and stroked her lovely hair, “yes,. I was still woefully short of where I had been as 'Tom', but 'Ben Porter' was doing well, and legally, too! At least, as far as the state and federal governments were concerned.I was also itching to get into some sort of business where my special talent would stand me in good stead. Retriever of lost artifacts, maybe. But very discrete. It would not do to get to famous and be recognized. This was going to have to take some thought. In the meantime, there was an interesting treasure I could. Well, I would just have to try to change his mind."Hugo, I am going to continue cutting off your fingers until you tell me how to find Juan Hernandez. Just let me know when you have had enough." With that statement, I returned to his right hand and started removing fingers, showing him every one as I cut it off. He had nothing but the thumb left on his right hand when he started begging me to stop. I did stop long enough to ask my question again, but he was still too frightened to answer. I.