This was it."Roger and Marcus have asked us to take you to our house." I nearlyfainted with relief, as I had done when Marcus rescued me on my lastvis...it. "How far is it?" I asked. "Just a few hundred yards."What a long "few hundred yards" that was! There would be more men herewith guns at any moment. There would be women wielding magic. I wished thewoman escorting me had had magic--but no, then I couldn't have trustedher. Moranna would certainly know all the magic users and have them underher. I clamped down with my mouth around the lacy material which was hanging out of her mouth and pulled the panties out of her mouth, she gasped and started nibbling my nipple (she knows I love this). I asked her again “ did he fuck your arse?”. She look up from my nipples and looked me in the eye again and said “no he didn’t, he was fucking me from behind and said he wanted to but I said no, that didn’t stop him pushing his thumb into my arsehole at the same time he growled that he was going to. Jack's attention was drawn toward a curious sign, "Booths available, all lockable--buy tokens here--special booths marked with stars."Jack was thunderstruck by the sinfulness of the place-the gates of hell for sure, he thought-yet he felt his cock involuntarily begin to grow erect. The images surrounding him were extraordinary. Real people's breasts, vaginas, penises, mouths, and anuses were on display in every combination imaginable. He looked at one particularly beautiful woman's picture. She. It was an excellent show, one of the best, as all these lost and dismayed women were obliged one after the other to exhibit their excessive breasts! On William?s orders each contestant had been required to lift her breasts out of her dress and put them on display for the crowd. The first two ladies were older and more refined, at least originally, and so found the ordeal even more upsetting and debasing than the younger girls. Young Sammie?s tits had been in a grotesque pink spandex tube top.