On Fantasy Weekend I was her slave, but the rest of the time our relationship was normal. A weird arrangement, but I was stuck with it for the next mo...th and a half!Chris and I hadn’t spoken a word about our wild weekend since it happened. Our lives returned to normal on the surface, but I was having a hard time dealing with my feelings. The bisexual aspects bothered me a lot since I had always been straight. Only the fact that I had been forced into acts personally repugnant to me, made my. One of the suction cups had fastened itself onto her clit and was sucking it. As this was happening, she could feel her legs being spread wide and more tendrils encircling her wrists and arms. Then a cock like tendril went into her mouth and began to swell and fucked her mouth.She could feel the one tendril slide into her wet pussy and begin to swell. Another tendril began to probe her sexy anus and quickly entered her and swelled also. All three of her holes were being fucked at the same. ”“Oh, I know.” I promised. “Slaving, whoring, gambling, the list goes on.”“My master, the Herald, believes the Black Prince set up the attack on his half-sister’s land to gain notoriety and fame for defeating the slavers in battle.”“That and clearing the debt by killing the war chief,” Laudus tossed in, causing Usha to momentarily pause her story.“The king’s son promised the chief he would get rid of the general of the local troops, delay the new royal garrison’s arrival and allow the slavers a. While he could see the slender lines of her bra, there were no matching lines below. His cock stirred in his pants as he realized that she must not be wearing any panties.He tried to dismiss the thought and return to the report in front of him, which he had carefully stacked in front of him in a vague effort to look busy without actually doing any work. No matter how hard he tried his eyes kept drifting back to her, her long legs, her ample chest, her chestnut hair. He realized after a moment.