After nearly an hour of being pummeled, the matches were concluded I learned that my master was most displeased. He berated me in front of the other ...ighters as well as his quest; who were seated around the room like a stadium game. He produced a cane and proceeded to apply it to my bottom and then breast and then finally my pussy. When I orgasmed, he was only slightly more put off and instructed his other slave to take me to the room.In the state of orgasmic bliss, I wasn’t paying. I burried the tip of the blade back into the tree a bit higher up and as I dropped my jeans she began to try to struggle a bit, seeming that being fucked was quite a different thing to her and having seen that I wouldn't kill her or even cut her after she reached for the knife she seemed to grow more confident. However, I corrected her by taking her neck in one hand and pulled her head toward me, followed by slamming it back against the tree. This didn't knock her out but it must of hurt like. "Both" I murmured. "Mmm, and did it excite you that the other men were seeing you naked?' he asked. "A little" I admitted softly. "And did any of them offer to put sun lotion on you?" he asked. I felt myself blush, "Yes" I replied, "But I didn't, you know, let them" He chuckled, one of his hands slowly trailing down from my breasts towards my damp pussy. I shuddered, and jerked, "No, no, Daddy, we mustn't... you mustn't" I cried. I heard his soft sigh, "You're right, of course, I've overstayed. I felt myself starting to blush, so I looked off. My mind was wandering as I panned the car aimlessly looking at this or that. I braced as the next stop approaches. She slides closer to me as another round of people file into the car. She is right under me but facing away from me now. The doors shut and I look down at her as she looks up at me. We exchange smiles just as the train departs. The next stop is a pretty dead station. Like clockwork though the train stops and this time the doors.