“Go ahead … stroke it, lick it, suck it … love it.” This was obscene. She was kneeling beside her naked mom in front of a naked black man ho...lding a big black cock she couldn’t take her eyes off. But her mom was right. Holding the cock, she forgot about the man it was attached to. Her eyes, her desires, her thinking and longing was only focused on this cock, this slab of black meat she only thought existed in porn.She was surprised to see the cock getting hard, closing the gap between it. I’ve seen it here! Where is it?!”The woman says, “I am not Soot, I am Toot, Soot’s identical twin sister. We are seven score and ten women between the ages of eighteen and a half and twenty-two who are charged with protecting this castle. There is no holy scepter here though.”“Yes, there is! I have seen it on the castle parapets!”Toot replied, “Oh no! You saw the Castle’s beacon! Only Soot and I have the keys to that room! Bad Soot! Dirty, naughty, Soot! She must have set a light to the beacon.. Well, really, who is likely to check?More paper shuffling. Three Arizona funeral homes, five in California. Different owners for the most part. Too many for one conspiracy. Shuffle, shuffle.Dietrich Transport. The common denominator in Arizona. Flipping pages faster. In California. Flip, flip, flip. In Missouri.I sat back, feeling I’d filled an inside straight. No proof of course. But I had the feeling I was onto something. I checked my surveillance logs against the Raytown shipping manifestos.. My arms were secured at the elbows and wrists. A ball gag was fitted to my mouth and I knew that something painful was to come. She instructed the nurse to connect the electrodes to her "treatment" machine and set it to a specified level. Then she started to strap me with a wide leather strap, slowly but very hard. I was to get 50 strokes. After a few strokes she instructed the nurse to press a button on the machine control which sent a painful electric shock into my balls. That nearly put them.