He realised he was rubbing hiscrotch again in painful memory and stopped. At least proud GoreanWarriors didn't put their slaves in chastity belts. Or ...did they...? Herecalled the expressions on the faces of Arrass and that assholeAlhenous or whatever his name was when they first caught sight of him inthat ponygirl getup. Sure they were perfectly willing to abduct women,chain them up, brand them, collar them, rape and flog them with whipsbut putting them in perverted dressup costumes? Ewwww.. The fiery curtains cast bright, flickeringlight--orange, red, and yellow--against the limestone walls. Willowscreamed as the demon?s abominable phallus penetrated her, searing thepink lips of her labia with the burning fluid that seeped from itsbloated, knotted shaft.This image was replaced by another, equally horrible. A short, squat,toad-like monstrosity with a thick, hard cock that branched into twoshafts, was fucking the redheaded witch from behind. Its massive hands--orpaws--grasped. “Fuck me!” Colleen extolled as I put my hands on her small boobs. I slipped my hands down to her waist as she leaned forward, looking at me. Her dark green eyes belied her mysterious quietness.I pushed on Colleen’s shoulder and she rolled on to her back, spreading her legs. I pushed my cock back into her pussy, even as I pressed my face close to hers. I grunted with each thrust and she replied with deep gasps, her mouth open. Her face flushed red as she wrapped her legs around my waist. She. "I'll keep my legs down, promise." "Hmm," he considered, continuing to smack my cheeks. He freed his leg. I spread my legs. I found the sensation of the pain pleasurable, like I had transcended somehow. I moaned and spread them wider. Surely he couldn't resist the sight of my nice pink little pussy peeking out between my thighs? I heard him grunt. He smacked harder. My eyes watered. I gave out a sob/moan that filled up the room. "Hannah," he gulped. "Close your legs." "It helps with the.