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Tuppence called out. Instead of striking me, she passed by, just letting her crop tremble a bit, in her hand, keeping it limber. I wondered then at myself, at her. Were we really being enslaved, punished, or were we being treated to some special experience? Perhaps that was why we had not fought more, though how we could I did not know, given the men who'd taken us, and who now guarded us, in the distance, their weapons at the ready, and their cocks too, no doubt, if we acted up and fell from grace with Ms.

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Tuppence and her sprightly crop. Yet I felt, somehow, as if perhaps I'd earned this moment in the barn. I'd been to the Andes, and to London and its environs, and on into the jungles of Mexico, seeking what I knew not, and finding danger, passion sometimes, but mostly an otherworldly kind of loss of control of my physical self, only to repossess myself at the last minute, before all was lost. Now, again, I had brought myself into some special zone, where few entered. Naked, shivering slightly in the coolness of the barn, the sun hot already in the fields beyond. Made to work, yet in a freshened barn, lined with sweet hay, with freshly scrubbed cows waiting to be milked.

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I guessed not every day was this barn so clean, so well prepared. They had done it for us, because we were special. And why were we special? Not because of our minds, tho we might speak with special eloquence, or tenderness, or warmth, or passion. No, it was because, of all the females in the world, we were the best, the most perfect. And, most importantly, we were young. We were the girls of this season, though I found it hard to believe there would ever be any other seasons when I was not perfect and special and just as unique as I now was. I slip on the pinafore, tie it in back. I put the ribbons in my hair.

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Curiously, there is nothing else. I turn, display my back in a mirror. My panties are on full view, my bare back, the backs of my stockinged thighs. I find a brush and brush my hair. There is a tube of toothpaste. Aqua-Fresh for Kids. There is a child's toothbrush violent sex. I squirt some flavored white gel onto my toothbrush and relish the taste of it.

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Then Beth here would like to have a try, Lilith said. My, we haven't had such fun since we tied up that prostitute, and she was only doing it for the money! After Beth, Alicia asked to be emptied. Kim placed a carafe beneath her bottom and asked her to lift up her shoulders, while remaining kneeling. As soon as Alicia had made her back erect the wine began to gush out of her rectum. Try to hold it in, let it go in spurts, it's more fun that way! Kim adjured. Alicia squeezed her cheeks tightly together and succeeded in cutting off the flow. Then, at Kim's command, she let loose again, stopping it once more when Lisa violent sex said to. Gradually the carafe was permitted to fill with murky brown wine.

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My bottom was seared. It was not its flawless white anymore. Get your panties up, we shall go to lunch, she said then. What about you? I asked. Ah, I am not dressed. I had forgotten, she smiled. Do you have to pee? I have to, she said. She walked to the toilet, violent sex sat down gracefully. I watched her bosoms jostle one another as she settled onto the ceramic seat. I have to go too, I said, walking towards her, pulling my panties up. Then you'll just have to take these down again, she smiled, putting a hand out, catching my half-raised panties by the crotch. My bottom wiggled excessively from my caning. I heard her piss into the toilet. She pushed my panties down my calves again. I did not know what to say.

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