She tells the little slave girl to come over and measure my cock now. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. There are no Independent Premium comments yet - be the first to add your thoughts. Her expression showed that she had just figured out that Xena had been heading for this cave since they had left their campsite that morning. Gabrielle choked back a sob, sure that the next statement Xena would make would pertain to how fast the girl could get back home. I may as well throw in my two cents worth, since I seem to be halfway between the feminist philosophers and the CDD people on this one.
After checking on the rabbits roasting over the fire, Gabrielle walked over to the bedrolls, and slowly bent over at the waist to pick up her sleep shift. She made a point of telling Xena that as a child she was never actually spanked, an occasional slap on the behind, but never anything like what she experienced yesterday. I was supposed to meet her in this tavern, but she never showed up. Xena slowed her actions for a moment staring at the youngster, critically. She heard Xena's voice, and twisted her head around to see whom the warrior was talking to. After they had eaten and cleaned up the campsite, Xena checked on the herbs she had brewed and found them to be ready for use.
You know, communication is I might just forget what a sore bottom that kid already has and give my hand the pleasure of making another impression. As she walked behind Gabrielle she realized that she had cut the skirt way too short. Tarren picked at her supper quietly standing against a tree behind the bard who had been busy writing in her scrolls. The training was a serious matter to her and the youngster was going to have to endure it.
Description: Don't let them see me like this, please Xena, I'm sorry, I'll listen, I'll do whatever you say".. Then, Xena turned and gently shook each of the sleeping figures. There was no movement. Gabrielle glanced around nervously, holding her breath in anticipation.