Honey was now in sweet trance-like state as her little bell-end squeezed and pulsed between the pole and her belly; she felt the whip bite again and a...gain in quick succession now, saw huge black velvety cocks with dripping shiny bell-ends, thought of how her new master’s cock would hurt her bottom more than any whip, heard the women laughing at her pain… she squealed in a different tone now; the lash bit home yet again as she trembled all over in sweet ecstasy and complete submission, hot cum. With a last look at the surrounding area, near–and far, she rose. Moving easily, off the ledge and into the pine forest, she began the hunt. She, like all her kind, was an opportunistic hunter. She might not normally pursue something that far away. She was curious. What was it? And…there was a family to feed. She moved easily through the forest, with absolute silence. Alert – always alert– those who weren’t–became un-alive. She saw the world in colors, but they had no names. She had a voice,. You talk it over, while I stretch my legs."Haddy was the first to speak, from her New York background. "I don't trust this guy! He might be a rapist, or "Jack the Ripper"."Maybe he's just a nice guy. Even in Chicago we have some of those. Besides, there're four of us and he's got to be 60 years old. How much of a threat can he be. We'll just be careful; until we're sure he's O.K. Jules or I'll stay behind him all the time, until he leaves us alone, or we feel comfortable." 'D'accord'. I agree. How many menlooked like that? She glanced at his still muscular physique appreciatively,even if disgusted by the sight of him. Sunglasses now shielded his blue eyes,his blonde hair blowing slightly in the cool breeze. She couldn't help butremember that body, the strength, the decisiveness; the dominance as he tookher places that at the time, she didn't know existed. "I should have known you wouldn't stay away. You can't stand to not get yourway, to not be the center of a woman's world. Well,.