She dealt with them well.”“Then it is matters of the Maker trade that brings you here, Brando?”“Indeed. We have been working on longbows and t...he arrows for them, testing as we went along. We have more or less perfected the bow as best we can with the trees available. It was surprising the variation in power due simply to the wood used, but we found the best we could, and certain types of bamboo performed surprisingly well.The string for the bow was also a problem: We needed a material that was. As soon as I lowered the belt she fell forward, and embracedmy legs, crushing the pain soaked masses of her sorely abused tits into me,and sobbed out her gratitude at having suffered so richly at my hands. As soonas she was capable of it, the slave slipped back into her vest and rose toher feet. Tears still trickled down her cheeks, but her eyes shone with a blendof sheer joy, and loving tendernes s w hen she stared into my own, slightlyconfused ones. I was still trying to come to grip s w ith. His erection had gone away. That got me thinking that he had acquired it while looking at me. I was flattered, confused, and apprehensive all at the same time ... not about being in any sort of danger, but trying to sort out my attraction for him from my attraction for his 'rents. I wondered how this was going to play out. I sure didn't want to hurt anybody's feelings, but I also didn't want to be a bone of contention.He poured us both a glass of wine, lit the doobie, took a toke and passed it. I needed to do anything to make sure nobody else found out about this. I offered the only thing that I could think of.“I’ll let you fuck my sister”, I said.He looked at me as if I were crazy. He didn’t say anything for the longest time, then he seemed to ease up. “Wait. You’d let me fuck your sister?“Yes.”“And you wouldn’t tell anyone?”“I wouldn’t.”He pondered for a second. “But what makes you think that she’ll want to fuck me?”“Let me work on that. If she doesn’t agree to let you fuck her, you.