The captives would then be distributed among the households of the victorious warriors.Here the women of Sodom would give the victims of a modicum of ...comfort, give them their first food and water since capture, loosen their bonds a little, even tend to their wounds. The warriors would treat their victim as they saw fit. Most would have their way with them, but some would do no more than employ their captive in tasks about the house. But certain rules were strictly observed. The victim was. I began teasing him cruelly, bringing him to the very edge, then relaxing my grip, then a few quick strokes until I felt his thighs tense painfully, then stopping to refresh the lubricant supply….I began to sense that he was in pain. Undoubtedly I had held him off too long, and now he was suffering because of my selfish delight in the sight of his rampant cock just on the verge of spurting off. ‘I hear you think you would like to fuck me,’ I told him with a devilish glint on my eye. He groaned. Cassie knew that she was not good company for would-be suitors. The few that did come back for a second date were quick to bail out when they realised that she was not easily claimed as a sexual conquest.Only a couple of people knew that twenty-five year old Cassandra Marsh was still a virgin. She had come close to losing it once – four years ago she had been out on a series of dates with a man she'd met at college. On the sixth date, after driving her home to her apartment, he began kissing. I went to the trailer and started checking it. I had to smile because it had a front section that was set aside for cleaning and tanning hides with dozens of sliding racks. It had four times the bots I already had too. The runner in back was in perfect shape but only had three sleds. There were three times as many traps as I had but no snares.The trailer had adjustable ceiling and floor racks to put the hides and meat. I went into the trader's store and he turned and smiled as two older women.