The men, to be sure, were mostly of Arab appearance but that was to be expected in this country. They were mounted on superb horses, but that too was ...to be expected, since their forebears had been nomadic and were experts in breeding fine horseflesh. The costumes were perfect fitting, absolutely correct pink, but Kobekistan was a rich country and the outfits were mostly made in Saville Row.The first surprise was the hounds. They were hounds, it is true, but not foxhounds; the Emir's kennels. ”I figured after that little diatribe I should head back to my quarters. With calls of “Good night, Pappy” I headed out the door, glad that I had spent some time with the enlisted guys and started building a relationship with them. When I was in the Air Force I’d seen too many officers who treated their enlisted guys like disposable slaves, and not too surprisingly, those disposable slaves didn’t do a darned thing to help that unit succeed. I’d learned that if I spent the time to build. But as I was lying down she started her speed too much . my cock was in pain and pleasure and i lost my senses and was enjoying the whole play and suddenly her fingers started playing on my balls and she squeezed one of my balls and I shouted in pain and my cock become instantly small. I was in severe pain and asked her.. Why did u do like this aunty",, she said are u feeling like cum now? I said no ...all my mood was gone"//she smiled and said this is a treatment for u to withstand more time. She would be strong and bold. She would march into the room and show Sophia that I wasn't the karabasan any longer, that I was the woman Sophia loved.Her mistress."Novice," I said. "Fetch me a dildo and a harness for it." Yes, Lady Knight," the novice nodded, a smile on her lips.Xera gave me a questioning look."It's time I talked to Sophia," I answered.The elf nodded with approval.Acolyte Sophia"That's it," I purred as the two novices suckled at my breasts.The first thing I did after being.