The bards fled, leaving behind their dead or dying companions. Broken instruments lay in spreading pools of blood. Now my smile came. They thought to ...top me.I was their prince. I ruled this city. They sought to defy me!I cut down an acrobat, his body collapsing into two pieces of meat. I opened my mouth to shout and gather the monsters around me when the light burst up into the sky.I gaped at the brilliance as it shone, a beam blazing into the darkening sky. It drove back impending night for a. She was given a breakfast of a can of slave food much like dog food but formulated for "human" slaves. It was placed in a dish on the floor and she had to eat it with her mouth only. 3holes drank from a secured water bottle with a dildo mouthpiece to the giggles of the household help. After that 3holes was walked outside in the sun on a leash by the owner's assistant for an hour then taken to the shower and allowed to wash her body, with the assistant watching closely for any sign of attempting. When he finally caught up with the bobbing nipple, his lips, tongue, and hand worked their old magic. "I love you," he said again as he moved from one breast to the other. She was vaguely conscious of the truth that time, as well. His love supported her as concretely as the mattress did. But she was mostly conscious of her own body by that time. The matching sensations from her breast and her center met and mingled and spread over her whole body. She was warm, and tingly, and then tense. As her. With a gasp of pleasure, I fight the urge to thrust my prodigious prick deep into your throat. A sticky jet of jism splashes against the roof of your mouth, flooding your senses with the intoxicating essence of my creamy cum. My throbbing cock twitches violently, oozing yet more delicious cream into your hot mouth. You swallow eagerly and lash my swollen cock-head with your tongue. I roughly pull my cock out of your mouth, spilling a shower of salty droplets over your lips and chin.Stepping.