It was quiet, and the occasional beam of sunlight would finger through a window and reflect off the lapping salted water. Then, one day, a thunderous...splash distracted her. She looked up, startled, to see a slender, muscular body coursing its way through the water, a head occasionally rising above the surface, sucking in air. Every 20 lengths, he paused at the end of the pool, gasping, inaudible over the crashing of the water, but his guttural movements convinced her of his desperation.. The pelts were not too heavy, but they were bulky; too much to carry safely. Once he was ready, he set off, pushing the bar of the travois, his spear tied on top of the rolled pelts, and his crossbow slung on his back. He had to stop for a rest a couple of times, but eventually reached the Farfarers entrance, and the guards on duty. He was at once recognised when he lifted his face to their sight.“Ah, it is you, High Chief John. Can we give you a hand with that burden?” John gladly allowed them. Others would crawl underneath her and play with her swinging tits or play with her clit adding to the sensations she was going through and bringing her to another orgasm.This continued throughout the hour as the machine got turned up and it fucked faster and faster. Mrs claus came again and again, her whole body a shaking mess. By the time the hour was over there were still 17 elves who hadnt fucked her ass so the machine was left at top speed until they were done. The intensity of it all was. He didn't hear a sound as he crept to Stephanie's door. After listening, Jeff tried the knob only to find it locked. Kim was in for the night, he guessed. Grabbing a pair of scissors from his father's den, he went downstairs to check on his stepsister, turning off all the unessential lights in the living room and kitchen.Of course, Kim had left the basement lights on, ignoring what he had asked her to do. More and more, Kim's enslavement looked less than a fantasy. She really needed to be.