On the end of the great cavern that had been turned into a dungeon, things were quite different. Two iron cages hung from the ceiling suspended over w...at appeared to be a pool of steaming liquid. Each cage had an iron chain that it dangled from. These chains were looped through pulleys mounted on swing arms embedded into the rock ceiling of the cavern, their great lengths wound around a crude looking ratchet and winch system embedded in the floor. Iron barred cells lined one wall. In each cell. For further emphasis, she grabbed handfuls of her chest and squeezed her tits like dough between her fingers. The traditional elven gown had been... altered for her wedding. Though formfitting, the flowing white robe usually covered the entirety of the bride's chest and most of the legs. This extremely slutty version her future husband had requested had her bouncy, soft milk bags and their pink suckers out in the open. The butt cheeks, as well. Only her smooth elven pussy had any decency unless. Me: i never had any sexual feeling then, all i want was to stay with you close and i like your odor. If you remember in the afternoons i used to come and sit beside you and you used cuddle meAunty: yeah you were a small kid and i used to play with you as if a mother playsMe: yeah you were a good person but i was not, i used to sniff your arm pits, many a times i licked but you did not noticeAunty: really i did not notice.Me: do you remember the holi. That was the first time i pressed your boobs. “Are you kidding? The twelve of us would sexually kill a teenaged pizza boy,” Vicky laughed.Wendy, Diane, and Abby baked cute bite-sized snacks with cookies in the shape of cocks and pussies. The women made jokes about their size, comparing them to their husband or boyfriend’s cock. It didn’t take much time for the conversations to turn more sexual in nature. Vicky had put together a slide show presentation to play on the TV about Karen that was interwoven with short scenes of hardcore.