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     Sebastian wakes Sparky with a yell.
     “Come and look! Look what I’ve caught!” They rush to his dam, where Sebastian lifts
a large flat stone from the top of his newly constructed trap. There are five rabbits,
which stop contentedly munching as he disturbs them in the bottom of the stone lined hole.
A large one fucks a smaller one, despite their danger. It’s over in seconds. Sparky hugs
and praises him.
     “Well done sir! Well done indeed! Kill the males then release the baby and female on
the other side of the stream.” Sebastian falls silent and glum, then stares at the ground
and shuffles his feet.
     “Spit it out, Sebastian.”
     “I can’t do it. They are far too cute.”
     “Go get a sack. Would you kill them if I was starving?”
     “I hope so,” he mumbles.
     Sparky holds the sack open as Sebastian picks up each of the three bucks by the
scruff of the neck and places them in the sack. He positions the baby and doe on top of
his dam and lets these lucky creatures bolt away. Sebastian tells her of his vision of Pan
then explains that a creature crossing the dam has no choice but to slide into his trap or
to go back over the dam.
     By the pool, Sparky presents the sack of male rabbits to Veronica. Most people have
gathered here by sunrise, but no fire has been lit nor nettles picked. Sparky dispatches
almost all of the residents to work with Suzanna, promising to summon them when hot drinks
are ready. Hazel is instructed to retrieve the bells she used when chief wood provider.
    Belinda arrives with great bunches of nettles, looking swamped by Caroline’s leather
apron. She is young, petite and attractive, but painfully thin. Belinda gives the
impression of having her mind in some other place as she lights a fire under a pot of
water. With long blond hair, boots, elbow length gloves and apron strings, her body makes
an oddly erotic view from the rear. Sparky watches as Belinda prepares the nettle tea and
starts another fire for today’s stew.
     “Are you scared of nettles, Belinda?” asks Sparky.
     “Heavens no, Sparky! At the right time and place, of course.”
     “What do you do?”
     “I was head of kitchen staff until Janice left, but now I’m cooks skivvy.”
     “Do you do this every morning? Did you reinvent nettle tea?”
     “Yes and yes,” replies Belinda, handing Sparky a mug of the brew.
     Hazel returns with the bells. She asks Sparky,
     “What do you want me to do?”
     “What would you like to do?”
     “Spend all day by the pool, eating fruit cake, drinking Cinzano Bianco and fucking
young men. What I should do is cut wood for cooking and wood to restock the woodshed. But
I only have a two woman saw.”
     “I have a new assistant for you. Work her hard; punish her when she is lazy. Please
will you go and wake Caroline then tell her I want to see her?” requests Sparky.
     Sparky observes Belinda for a while then approaches her and states,
     “Belinda, you are dismissed as head of kitchen staff.” Belinda opens her mouth
wide.
     “Congratulations on your new position as cook!” exclaims Sparky.
     Sparky struggles for breath as Belinda hugs her. Sparky pulls away, but Belinda
grabs Sparky again to kiss her lips with passion.
     “Down, Belinda. Back on your head, girl!” However, Belinda is ecstatic at her
promotion and overjoyed to have Caroline metaphorically removed from her shoulders.
     Belinda ignores Sparky’s instructions and continues to snog her new leader. Sparky
struggles to push her attacker away but Belinda sticks like a limpet. This is somewhat of
a concern for Sparky; she knows Belinda is only overcome with joy but this state of
affairs could appear as defiance to the few onlookers. Sparky puts her hands upon
Belinda’s breasts then sinks her nails most viciously into Belinda’s nipples.
     Rather than Belinda backing away, Sparky feels Belinda’s hands move to her labia and
hold them in a most tantalisingly soft grip. Sparky pulls her lips from Belinda’s mouth to
order,
     “Let go of me and get back to your work!” but receives the reply,
     “You are such a tease, Sparky. Firstly, you ask me if I like nettles and now you are
pinching the tips of my mammary glands. People will consider you are as cruel as Janice if
you stop now.” With those words, Belinda crushes her nails into Sparky’s cunt lips and
starts to kiss her again.
     Sparky copies Belinda’s move as she ponders on her dilemma; as leader, she must be
obeyed but she most certainly does not wish to appear straight-laced and dictatorial.
Loudly, so that her audience can hear, Sparky orders,
     “I want cunt slapping followed by sixty-nine with nipple twisting.”
     “In that case, we will. After you,” Belinda responds, releasing Sparky and leaning
over a chair to present her vulva. Sparky slaps Belinda’s cunt twenty times then reverses
their positions to receive twenty slaps on her vulva. Twice more they perform this
splendid spanking ritual.
     Afterwards mouth-lips kiss red stinging cunt lips to produce far too many orgasms,
as brown nipples turn red. Sparky and Belinda lick and torture each other to erotic
heights while everybody else is working hard in the sun. Belinda shows no sign of becoming
fully satisfied but Sparky is beginning to feel that they are becoming sexually
overindulgent.