"Of course, Mistress. I am a slave."I had no chance to question the girl any further, for the door on thefar side of my chambers suddenly opened witho...ut warning. ImmediatelyLouise dropped to her knees and sat there with her back straight, herhead up, eyes lowered submissively, her hands at her thighs, her thighsspread as a tall, powerful looking man entered the room. He was easilysix feet, four inches tall, with closely cropped receding hair and awell trimmed beard. He wore a crimson Roman. Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of those is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours taking it from behind. Her round and plump tits sway with each powerful thrust. Having her face buried inside the pillow and screaming her lungs outshe doesn't even notice you at all. Her long blonde ponytail is pulled. ? A whisper.?Okay.? The Chameleonwatched from outside the cell as Susan Cumber knelt on all fours and ate theswill from a steel bowl on the floor. The main ingredients of the mush werebreakfast oats and tinned milk. However, the mix had been laced with a stronglaxative. The meal wouldn?t stay in her for long. She would soon be hungrierthan ever.After thewoman had finished eating, two masked mercenaries returned to manacle her backinto the stretched, standing position in her cell,only this time. ‘Stop!’ She cried out. ‘I’m, oh god,’ but to her relief Jen’s fingers immediately left her, and with some willpower, she managed to stop the onslaught of pleasure. She was panting hard, and sweat was forming small droplets all over her body. ‘That was close,’ Jen commented, ‘you might warn me a little earlier next time.’ ‘Next time?’ Helen asked breathlessly. ‘Of course. We’ll keep this up until Lisa is back.’ With that, her fingers started anew, again on the top of her thighs and slowly.