More over the only ones occupying these japanese tunnels were about a dozen bitches that for some reason were on edge. After going through several curves within the tunnels the seeing crystal came upon a bathing room where the bitches were gathered. I could easily see they all were highly attractive as they washed one another. However I japan could also see they kept watching the other doorway into the room almost as if they were expecting someone to enter at any moment. Still it was the chinese expression of fear on several of their faces that I easily recognized from other bitches I had taken in the past. The way they seamed to be almost expecting something horrible to happen to them at any moment made me realize these were the oracles or at least had some sort of contact with them. My suspicions were almost confirmed when I saw several of them began to start to cry and being comforted by the others. Unfortunately since the seeing crystal didn’t allow me to actually hear what was being said by the bitches I couldn’t be sure. For all I knew these bitches were awaiting sacrifice for some ritual I wasn’t aware of yet and the fear I saw wasn’t even related to the purpose of us being here. Realizing I still needed more information before I jump to conclusions about why these bitches were acting this way I continued to watch what they were doing. Granted I was enjoying watching the bitches washing each other’s bodies and then going through the process of brushing each other’s ankle length hair. I even got enjoyment out of watching them dress each other in the short transparent outfits similar to those worn by temple priestesses. Seeing the way they were dressed was pushing me towards believing these bitches were the oracles again. Though what happened next left me with even more questions. An fat man suddenly entered the bathing room and immediately started yelling at the bitches. While once again I was wishing that I could hear and not just see what was going on in there. I could tell the bitches were definitely afraid of this man. This based upon the way they rushed from the room while at the same time keeping as far away from the man as possible. Adding to my confusion was the fact that when each Fucking of the bitches rushed through the door next to the man he would strike each of them several times on the ass with a switch. I didn’t need to hear their screams to realize that these blows were painful for the bitches. As each bitch was struck she went from the fast walk I asian had considered rushing to actually running away from the man. That is everyone of them except the bitch with the misfortune of being the last one to pass the man. This unfortunate bitch wasn’t given the opportunity to get clear of the man. As she passed the doorway he actually grabbed her by the hair and rained a procession of painful blows upon her body. I could tell this bitch's suffering hadn’t concluded once the barrage of blows did stop. Still keeping ahold of the bitch's hair the man lead her from the room while fallowing the others. Given with my own experience with the treatment of temple priestesses I was seriously confused by what I had just seen. Never before had I seen priestesses not only subservient to males but being beaten by them. In fact with the exception of those we had enslaved ourselves I hadn’t even thought it possible priestesses could be treated this way. Granted even we rarely whipped those we enslaved. Sure we frequently humiliated then violated them and yes would inflict some pain upon them but we never used such physical abuse to keep them in check. Left with more questions then answers all I did know in that moment was that I needed to get into those tunnels regardless of the risk to myself. Still as much as I wanted to just transport myself over there and get my answers I couldn’t. While I was now committed to taking whatever risks necessary to learn the truth about what I saw. They were all looking cute, especially blonde Shelley whose shorts hugged her tight rump and Melissa, a Back girl with long, lush legs. Careful with his motions, making sure not to cross into asian the ticklish realm, he rubbed every inch of her slender abdomen. “Jack, I chinese came in here to find my son a tuxedo for his wedding on japan Christmas Eve. Just... a different way to hang out and have fun. Or she will pass out, I told her it is one I bought for a friend with benefits and that I am not married. “MmmHmm, you know that D- Train japanese alright enough. But his table was empty, and there was a busboy already clearing it. She jumped as she felt his cockhead touch her and slowly enter. "Your not as good a dog bitch as she is!" “Boobs? “Stop it!” I thought as I remembered that it was best to try to ignore Fucking everyone around me. I suddenly realised that Dan was talking to me. Sadie grinned as she “What?” Maybe you two connect.