Very comfortable, girls,” I commanded two of my lady vamps, “and you, captain, just let it happen. You’ll enjoy it, trust me. They’re not Miss...andei of the island of Naath, but believe me, cunny and lady arse taste every bit as sweet from one woman as from another. As long as it’s clean, of course. And they’re very clean.”“I trust you, my lord,” Grey Worm confirmed that the glamor had worked as usual.“Naturally, my lord,” Bancey winked at me as she prepared to enjoy the Unsullied commander’s. It was the kind of kiss you wait a lifetime for. Her head spun. She moaned into his mouth and his hand slipped across her little breasts, giving each a gentle squeeze, then slid down her body.He broke the kiss and she stared breathless into his intense gaze. Suddenly, he flicked a finger across her clit and said, "Cum, Slave. As much as you want. The orgasm restriction is over."She died. It was just that good. Slave came, and came, and came again, his words echoing in her mind as her body. Vincent's. Her Uncle Pat, Father Patrick O'Malley, had been the resident priest at both institutions and, unbeknownst to her, this family relationship had shielded her from other potential non-family relationships in the residential schools. Even during her last four years of high school, when her voluptuous body was tempting the few unprincipled Nuns who preyed on girls such as she, they resisted because of her uncle's position in the school. Now, however, Uncle Pat was not around and Sister. "Thank you, now I know that your love for me is true." Always, Eva, always."One of the guards goes down the stairs that lead to "the Pleasure Dungeons". Her uniform is neat lead.A beautiful blonde fitness woman with white skin and generous breasts is shackled on a metal cross.“Your beauty, is far from withering”, says the guard touching gently her vagina.“Your neck…I wanna slice it”“Moschke, you will slice, but someone’ else neck”.“I know, but I’d rather yours”The guard kneel and insert her.