" she started, but was cut off by my sharp smack on her right ass cheek. "Ah!" Start counting, slut!" I commanded."Please, it hurts, I promise I won't... be late again!" she begged."Good, I hope you can keep that promise." I didn't stop, though. I smacked her hard on the left cheek this time. "But if you don't start counting, I'll lose track and I'll have to restart!"I raised my right arm and brought it down on her right cheek once again."Three! That's three!" She screamed.I continued spanking. When I was just a small child, not yet eight years old, we were traveling (for whatever reason rulers travel). Our caravan was attacked, and the royal harem sacked. My mother grabbed me and pushed me into one of the folds of the tent."No matter what you see happening, stay silent and hidden, my little flower," she whispered as she kissed my forehead.She then moved away from my hiding space and fought like a tigress with her abusers. I have always believed that she did so in order to keep the. It was a bewildering array of man's futile attempts at perfecting government.Alexander told Eric about his meeting with an old acquaintance from the PU, and the subsequent find of the chip with the evidence of his own government's backstabbing on it. He explained that, apparently, the power metals were getting scarce. At least, 'on hand stocks' were.Alexander was astounded when Eric's ship put in, "What you term as 'power metals', can be synthesized. It is a simple, though lengthy process. All. I tied her ankles to her thighs, this would allow me to manipulate her legs at will. I organzied my materials next to her on the floor, and rolled her over onto her back. Her tits laid off to the sides of her body. Her legs fell limply outward, spreading her pussy wide. She was starting to get prickly, her dark stubble was a stark contrast to her pale skin. I pulled the blanket from under her lower half off and washed it with a hose. Taking a little extra time to rinse her pussy completely.