"Abdur looked at the slave in the frame and saw a beautiful young woman of about twenty, with ample curves, smooth olive skin and long dark hair on he... head. A dribble of cum from her arse-crack showed that she had recently been used there, and Abdur reflected that he hoped she had enjoyed it, because she was not about to enjoy the next few minutes. From the lack of marks on skin of her back it was clear that she had rarely, if ever, been beaten before."Gadhi, Bukhari, Nagib, Jalal, whip her,". He let go and I dropped to my knees in pain and pleasure. My cock slowly softened up again, but there was an afterglow of sorts. I got back up and we continued our showers eyeing each other warily and scoping out each others’ equipment. Finally, he turned his back on me. He had to know I was waiting for the opportunity to reciprocate. He even bent over a little. I reached between his legs and grabbed his balls and squeezed. He called out in pain. “Oh God, George! That hurts” I let up a bit,. “Thank you sir” she sighed as she pulled away and sat back down on the sofa and her dress rode up a bit showing off her thin thighs, I even got a quick glimpse of her little white cotton panties.“I will need to do an assessment first though Tiff” I said to her and she was so excited, “Yes sir, anything sir” she sighed. She took another big gulp of her drink, “Mmm sir this is so good, it makes me all tingly sir” she said softly with a giggle.“That’s good Tiff” I said, “You need to drink to build. “My master is Aubrek. He runs the finest trading ships in Saltmarsh,” Vertheg replied pompously.“And why would he have need of adventurers?” Ehs asked.“He needs capable adventurers, like yourselves, to recover a lost item for him.”Vennoa sighed quietly to herself. Are adventurers just errand runners?“Where is this item exactly?” Ehs continued probing.“It was lost at sea,” Vertheg explained.“We’re not sailors, nor are we diviners. How are we supposed to find the item for your master?” Ehs.