Such skirmishes were often fast and brutal, and were a winner takes all type of affair.Here, a matron who did manage to possess a magical item could c...allenge a queen or a princess, or she could try to claim the province if the ruling lady died. More often than not, it was a princess challenging a queen or another princess. It was not unusual for these daughters to fight each other to claim a throne.If the matron or princess won a challenge against her better, then Lillian allowed her to claim. Turning them both on."What do we do here?" asked Jack with a husky voice. "We Ride-em-Hart." answered the camper."How hard do you want it, Billy?" asked Jack hornily."Oh, fuck ... I want you to rip me in two, cowboy! ... Hog-tie me and breed my ass! ... Fill me up ... And if I scream, then just fuck me harder!" moaned the 18-year-old Billy."I'll know just the thing to shot you up, boy! ... Get on your fucking hands and knees and lick my boots clean! ... I want to be able to see my dick reflect. Devereux and several of the servants going through her clothes."Oh my!" the surprised Athena gasped. She cringed and tried to cover herself with her hands and arms."Come here, Athena," Mrs. Devereux firmly ordered. "I would like you to meet some of your new co-workers." Could I get dressed first, please? It will just take a second," Athena said as she moved quickly toward her closet."Come here now," Mrs. Devereux quietly commanded, steel now apparent in her voice."Yes, ma'am," Athena meekly. “Would any of you ladies like a closer look at this naughty young man’s cock, before we begin?” Wendy laughed as she asked as she pulled me towards Jane.The women all laughed and within a second I was standing in front of Louise Walton, my former Maths teacher, cock pointing proudly out in front of me. It stood there within inches of her face as she sat on the armchair. I tried to avoid looking at her in her short-sleeved white cotton blouse and navy three-quarter-length skirt. I closed my eyes.