"Stop smirking slave."Immediately Mistress stopped and resumed the slave position."Since you think that is a fitting punishment for slut yours will be...the same, go fetch your chastity and put it on right now." But Sir!" Mistress started. "It wasn't even me that...." Silence."Immediately Mistress obeyed."I won't ask again."Reluctantly Mistress went to fetch her chastity which she had only wornfor a day once before and had absolutely hated it. This was a "gift"from the rancher to her and was. He was standing in a back corner and looked like he was waiting for somebody.Hopping of the stool and grabbing my beer I slowly made my way back toward him. He saw me when I was about twenty feet from him and he gave me a beautiful smile. I smiled back and was finally standing before him. We immediately started flirting with each other. I found out he was single, had a good stable job and was very shy. That’s why I found him in the corner hiding out. He was funny and had a pleasant laugh.. They were both beautiful specimens of young Indian womanhood with deep brown skin, long black hair and firm, full breasts. They were so similar in appearance that they could have passed for twins. Slowly, the hot Indian Princesses began removing their clothing while staring at each other with expressionless faces.They burned with jealously as they gazed on each others naked forms, each knowing that Running Elk desired the other with a burning passion that would not let him choose between them.. And even if it’s a no, we’d still love having her here with us, as always.”“Ok! But, for now, let’s get this party going!”Abbie’s grandparents had arranged for a bouncy castle, a clown and a magician for Abbie’s party. But, for the cake, no store-bought one would do. My mother is a master baker extraordinaire! She personally made a beautiful triple-layer creation that looked like the finest professional bakery cake but was sure to taste way better. It was a chocolate fudge cake with light,.