.yeah?" Good man. Good man. Hey ho, there's the Colonel. No time for more talk,it's off to the races we go."For them it was a short march to their pla...e of pride and after formingup she found herself beside the taciturn lieutenant of 4th platoon,joining him in staring intently at their opponents camp. It too wasbustling with action, Prince Jandl's troops, hardly wearing anysemblance of a uniform, forming up into their own lines. With aquickening of her heart and a sickening of her stomach she. She kept laughing, “Mmm, ha, ha, we’re being followed! Mmm, what do they want, Ace?”He fingered her pussy as he drove, “Baby, they want some more of you!”She moaned with lust, “Nnn, they do? Ooo!”The rest of that night was a kaleidoscopic blur of cocks, testicles, musky male scents, cologne, ear-splitting slaps, hairy arms, stinging pinches, flying ropes of liquid white, big man hands, sneering grins, open laughing and howling male mouths, shining carnivorous teeth, flaring nostrils, glaring. With good reason. The committee had chosen the women for this game carefully. There was Angela, trim and petite, but who after the company-sponsored augmentation sported a pair of breasts that were far too large for her tiny frame. Jessica’s were the smallest of the lot, probably only a C cup, but with her height and wide hips the imagination might guess them larger than they were. Melissa’s were the Baby Bear of the group, not too much, not too little, but just right for her body. And Gail…. ‘I am Culane of Tara. Who are you?’ ‘I am Theodora, daughter of Theodosius, Witch of the East. This is my castle.’ Her voice vibrated with excitement and fear. I stood up smoothly, not wanting to spook her and sketched a bow. ‘At your service ma’am.’ She took a couple of steps into the room, into the center of the candle light, but I still couldn’t see her face lost as it was in the shadow of her very widely brimmed hat. ‘Are you a wizard?’ she asked breathlessly. ‘No ma’am, just a soldier of.