Reading Time: 10 minutes Kneeling naked in the required position, Peggy smiled when she sensed Akeem was approaching her tent. Since that first time when he punished her for not being in such a state upon his morning arrival, the brown haired native of Connecticut has never failed to have her hands clasped behind her, her eyes down with her knees spread.
Reading Time: 12 minutes Akeem smiled broadly while he felt the front of his pants tighten when he approached her tent and saw the scantily clad spy, kneeling submissively in front of it. Impulsively, the pseudo-missionary returned the smile.
Reading Time: 10 minutes “Keep those eyes down, boy!” Coura commanded as the wide-bodied man knelt naked before her. Akeem responded respectfully. “It is my honor to be in your presence, Mistress.”“It should be, boy!”
Reading Time: 16 minutes Once she was completely free of her bindings, she was ordered to her feet. She was grateful when he allowed her to don the two pieces of apparel.
Reading Time: 8 minutes It had been two days now since Peggy McKloskey had been arrested while preaching her mission message to the attentive congregation. Since her enforced incarceration, she’d been stripped, severely spanked and whipped, as well as stringently tortured (clamps on her nipples and pussy lips) for her refusal to divulge the name her captors repeatedly demanded to know.
Reading Time: 8 minutes Peggy McKloskey stood in front of the seated group of attentive listeners whom she was teaching the word of The Lord. She was a missionary sent to this middle African nation and they all loved her clear, soft voice and her plain but resolute manner.
