If he wanted to keep the mansion, Michael was right, he needed thralls. It would be very unbecoming an Invictus to own a mansion, and let it fall into... disrepair. Image was everything to the Invictus.“I will figure something out, Mister McDonald.”“See that you do.” And with that, the big guy nodded, and left.After a heavy sigh, Jack sat down on the stairs, a few from the bottom. Damien and Jessy joined him, sitting on either side of him, and before Damien could say anything, Jessy pat him on the. "Noisily the workers assembled around their assigned team leaders as those began to fill them in on the details."Your herd," Trip said to Malcolm and walked out of the hall."Come!" Trip said.Charles Tucker jr arrived with a stack of PADDs and Trip started wondering, just how many of the damn things were out there. He had handed out and received so many of them lately, he was starting to worry that he would soon start dreaming of them."Raided the library, Dad?" he joked with with a nod at the. On entering the house I could hardly see, it was that dark inside. The interior smelt of soot and the sweet odour of blood. I looked around, saw an area on the floor, which I worked out, was a sleeping area. The area was a heap of straw and it was covered partially by fur skins. I placed the woman's body there. I got up and the first thing I did was to tear the covering off the entrance. Then I took a good look around the room. There were two other bodies, which had been stabbed, a girl I would. She began to orgasm pushing her wonderful pussy harder into my face. As the orgasm started to wane, she started to pull away from my face. I grasped her and pulled her closer and continue to lick her clit. I licked big circles around the clit as she struggled to pull away. She was screaming and bucking like a wild bronco. The longer I continued licking, the more she started to stiffen and forcing her pussy in my face. I could feel the next orgasm building even more powerful than the last.