She felt him throw his body against hers. With her arms she rowed around until she got a grip on the column of a bed. But Bruce's pressure did not let...up. She leaned her shoulder against the pillar and threw herself at her new lover. Bruce was in a frenzy. In his mind, he heard a voice over and over again. He didn't know if it was male or female, he only knew what it said."OBEDIENCE IS REWARDTO OBEY IS SALVATIONOBEYING IS EVERYTHINGEACH ORGASM SUBDUES YOU MORESEX IS SERVINGYOU SERVE MEYOU FUCK. Satisfied and triumphant, our king then retired to the sweet sleep of utter victory.When Clymia was led by the concubines to the highest story of their wing of the palace to be ?married?, she never suspected that these two rooms would become her prison. When the king returned to his chambers to sleep, she could not, stunned as she by those new sensations. She laid there fingering her somewhat battered cunt and discovering how her shape had changed. She thought of his cock, its bitter goo. Will we be having real six?’ Very big green eyes, exquisitely made up, focused on him. ‘Oh yes, Philip, real six. Do you think you’ll be up to it?’ To Kissma’s delight Philip had it up very nicely. She murmured, then groaned, then yelled as she gushed. ‘Oh Philip,’ she sighed, her breathing rate slowing. ‘You are very good.’ Philip had been a titman, beginning as an infant. Growing up he came to adore their different shapes and elasticity which related to floppiness. He was besotted with. KatiaI led Likan and Naika into the kitchen. Checking the crock pots, she started pulling the roasts out and setting them on the platters."Likan, get the big bowls and start scooping out the vegetables. Naika, in the breadbox are some loaves of bread. They should be nice and warm. Take them out and cut them up with the bread knife, like I showed you," I said as I started slicing the meat.Likan finished scooping out the carrots and moved on, to the potatoes. Finishing the first pot, she started.