See, I've enjoyed the chace it excited me far past just play. The dampness between my thigh proof enough of that fact.I struggle and you press me to t...he ground. Rough and determined hands press my wrist to the ground above my head. ''Surrender to me''I smile allowing my body to be pressed down by your own. You sigh with contentment. The struggle is done. Your defenses ease and I take advantage. I press my body up and to the side rolling you off of me as I scramble to my knees and start away.. "Grab my big fucking tits, Stephen! Squeeze them hard while I fuck your big cock!" Every word teased and humiliated her mate. "Tina", she said to Mrs. Holmes, "be a dear and pour some lemon juice on the sluts wounds." Mrs. Holmes was more than happy to oblige. Stephen's dad squirmed in horror as the juice dripped into his open cuts. The pain was almost unbearable. Mrs. Holmes' cigarette was nearly finished, and Stephen knew what that meant. She grabbed his father by the hair and forced his. She always seemed very proper in her interactions with him.”“Why did the gods make men such fools?” The female knight asked the skies once again with a feigned put-upon voice. She turned back to her companion. “She looks at him with such lust and longing in her eyes, I’m not sure how she’s stopped herself from jumping him by now. She’s like a lioness sizing up her meal.”“Really?” Uud asked, astonished. “Do you think Yren knows?”“No,” Syl sighed. “He’s as clueless as you – as clueless as all. She folded everything and stood before him naked. His eyes remained closed."Please return to your room," he said. She slowly stepped out of his room, leaving her clothes behind. The two orange-clad women were waiting outside. Pia fought back tears. "I never asked about the toilet," she said. At the bottom of the stairs, one of the women opened a door. Inside there was a toilet, a hole in the ground. Pia squatted and peed. After she finished she was led back to her room. No one else saw her on.