“Yeah,” holly said, “and the seaward side has all those big rocks.” Mistress Gloria overheard us and started laughing. “I think we would enjoy watching a little competition,” she said. Then turning to Mistress Sam and Mistress Tracey she asked, “What do you think?” “I think puddy tat has a good idea,” Mistress Tracey said, “but it needs a few tweaks. They shoot their arrows first, like puddy tat suggested, but the kayaks should be waiting for them about a hundred yards out. Then they paddle to the other end and run back on the sandy, landward side of the cove.” Mistress Sam replied, “That sounds good.” Then she added ominously, “... but there needs to be some incentive to make sure they all give it their best.” “Hmm,” said Mistress Gloria, “that might be difficult. What is punishment for puddy tat or cynthia might be pleasure for holly or even weird worm. So it has to be something they would all hate.” “Vanity, vanity,” japanese Mistress Tracey said slowly, “there is no greater punishment than an attack on one’s vanity.” “What are you suggesting?” asked Mistress Sam. “All four of them are very vain about their hair,” Mistress Tracey answered. “Even weird worm walter is always making sure his hair is properly in place. I am suggesting that the loser loses her... or his hair... all of it.” “None of them have anything from the neck down,” Mistress Gloria said, “so that means they would be risking their hair and eyebrows.” All four of us gasped and looked at each other. “Mistresses, please,” puddy tat stammered out, “I didn’t mean something so severe as that.” “I did,” Mistress with Tracey answered coldly. “You four have been getting much to independent lately. I think it is time for you to be reminded who is in charge.” Mistress Gloria started barking out orders. “Puddy tat, you move those four targets over this to the beach. Cynthia, you help Mistress Sam take four kayaks out about a hundred yards into the pond. Tow that wooden swim raft out there and drop both of its anchors to hold it in place. You can tie the kayaks off to the raft. Worm and holly, you make sure that there are at least deep six good arrows for each of the four bows.” We all yelled “Yes, Mistress,” and scampered off to our appointed tasks. About twenty minutes later the four of us were standing on the beach each holding a bow. Six arrows were stuck into the sand at our feet. “This is the way it is going to work,” Mistress Tracey said sternly. “When I say go, you start shooting at the targets. Once you have one arrow in the red bulls’ eye... or two in the blue or closer... or three on the target, absolutely you run for the water and swim for the raft where the kayaks are tied up. You paddle as fast as you can for the dock at Uncle Walter’s cabin, tie your kayak up there and run back here on the beach.” She paused to look at each of us and then said, “Does everyone understand that?” “Yes, Mistress Tracey,” we answered in unison. In response she yelled, “GO!” and we each grabbed an arrow and tried our first shot. Holly put hers in the blue; Puddy tat barely hit the target, but it stuck in the white; Cynthia totally missed her target; and I... I put an arrow almost in the middle of the bulls eye. I stood there staring at it until holly yelled at me, “Run, stupid.” “I mean I want you to make love to me not just fuck me.” He laughs. Yavara couldn’t mask her joy, and I cut in before she handed him her entire kingdom. So agile. I kind of listened to you and felt the way you moved. This place had them all and some were quite realistic for the time. Even as he and Onai watched the opponent was starting to push Greeson to the limits of his japanese training. I padded towards Ealaín, circling with around Kora. - Increase flaccid penis girth size to this 2” She giggled and kind of cooed me. I also told her that I enjoy being dominated by women. He nodded and I felt absolutely Gary’s fingers squeeze my clit. "Are you jealous?" Melissa was already swaying, and Vallerie could make out that her front teeth were pushing out her top lip.Mitchell, well Mitchell was just sitting in his seat, leaning up against the wall sipping his deep unknown drink.