Oh no! Master is holding a bullwhip made of braided brown leather. This whip has never been used on me before. I watch as my Master raises his strong... right arm. I close my eyes tightly and grit my teeth to prepare for what is coming. Crack! The strong leather comes down hard on my back. I feel the sharp sudden sting, and my mind is telling me to run away, but my body is trapped in place. Master strikes me over and over again on my back, my buttocks and the back of each leg. My body is aching.. Laura doesn't like them having such freedom -- she worries too much. Andshe doesn't get along well with Stan and Frieda, either. We had aweenie-roast tonight, mainly just for the kids. But instead of makingpleasant conversation while we watched the children at play, Laura hadto stir up trouble by asking the Mitchells what they thought about ourpolicy of "military aggression."Stan Mitchell is a good man and part of the ballistics-rocketry team. Hesmiled and said it's all right by him if we have. Fiona's right hand slid between her mother's legs, stroking tentatively at first then more eagerly. Her own pussy spasmed when her fingers discovered that her mother's cunt was soaking wet. Her fingers slid back and forth through the hot, slippery cuntlips, then Fiona sighed as her finger slid into her mother's body. Janet gasped, rocking her hips forward against her daughter's exploring hand, trembling with excitement.Janet crawled between her Fiona's legs and spread her daughter's pussy-lips. " Mark walked away, realizing how he looked and calculating how long the drugs would be in him. Mark was sure that he had returned to each location in turn at the time he'd left. This might work. He walked up to the village of Ratby where Maegen welcomed him. Mark saw that she had a toddler sleeping in a small bed. She smiled when he went to look at him."Marcus, he's a strong boy. You gave as promised." He looked at her then asked a favor."Maegen, I've been cursed. Not a joke, but I, well, it.