We could hear an occasional bird call or a large cat growl, like a panther or bobcat. Finally it dawned on all of us; we were at the local zoo or an ...animal preserve.Jake stepped up and kissed me. I stood there naked as he slid his hand down between my legs and rubbed my bare pussy, sliding his fingers inside me. Oh, that felt so-o-o g-good! They had freshly shaved all the women earlier this afternoon, if they needed it. They liked their pussy bare. He asked me if I felt good and I replied. ?My, my, what do we have here?? Bruce says, grinning from ear to ear. ?It looks like our gold-digging, tease-of-a-dancer is less than pleased.?The sound of his voice sends Lillian into a terror. She twists wildly on the rope, at the cuffs, shrieking into the gag. Her reaction grows when the others chime in, calling her tit queen and cunt and whore. I top it off, calling her a dairy cow while pulling the rope another inch, forcing our screeching prize onto her toes and smacking her ass with my. Would you like some refreshment? There's iced tea, cookies, cake, candy ... almost anything." Anita looked puzzled. "It's right behind you. There's a tiny refrigerator there. Please help yourself." Anita found a pitcher of iced tea and poured glasses for herself and Cindy.She took out a pad and pencil and said, "Now, about that cruelty?"Cindy savored her iced tea and then said, "Thank you very much for pouring. The cruelty: Well, do you know what Jan did last night?" Nita shook her head. "She. Just out of curiosity, who was that red head you were talking to?” She asked.“Oh that? That was Lana Michaels. She’s been doing this race for a few years now. She usually uses this race to see how the field of competitors is going to be for the year.” He told her.“Oh, so she’s a hardcore Spartan racer then?” Ludmilla asked.“No, she tries to stay low key when she’s out here. She would rather use her status to bring other people into racing than use her status.” He told Ludmilla.“What kind of.