He was in just the shape I wanted—in great pain and not going anywhere!One man left. One of these two had to be Yarno, and I didn't care which it wa...s. Both were going to get the worst that I could manage for them. The last man was inside a small shed and shooting out the open door. There were no windows and the door he was using was the only one that I could see. I decided to have a little "fun" at his expense. I ran around the back of the shed where he could not see me. In the process, though,. But then, after all that, we both sat down on the bed and Janiceunlocked the bra and removed it."Poor sweetie," she murmured. Although the skin had not been broken,still my chest was covered with little red dots. Janice massaged mybreasts and soon the dots faded."Unh," I said, enjoying her attentions on my breasts and nipples."What have we here?" Janice looked down at my penis. It had been hardall day long, even with the torturous bra, or perhaps because of it,and now it was actually leaking. Both men had been admiringly looking her up and down as they'd approached; looking at her shapely legs; looking at her lovely body; admiring her firm breasts; and looking right into her face.One of the men gave a low whistle of appreciation as they passed, and Cheryl could hear them speaking quietly, and knew, even though she couldn't hear their words, that they were saying something about her.Cheryl allowed herself a satisfied smirk as she walked on. More men who like looking at me, she smugly. ”I nodded. “Sure. You will be coming with me and my group, once the new team gets here. We will be heading mostly north, towards the bridges that cross the big river. You follow instructions, and when we get back to Florence, you will have another chance to prove yourself not an idiot. We clear?”He nodded. “That was just talk, I didn’t really -”“Save it, I really don’t care. Besides, I am more upset about how loud you talked than what you said.” I turned and walked out. I looked at Buttercup.