"Quit yer fighting, whore. You are bound to a noble's bed, and our pockets will be heavy with silver!" The slavers cackle, evil breath from behind rot...en teeth. I know I could thrash any two or three of them, but an entire press gang waylaid me, and a bash to the back of my skull put me down. My mother would be ashamed of her daughter, a proud mountain woman, to be caught so easily, but I had fallen to the vile wine of the lowlands and was weak.I strain and flex my muscles, testing the bonds. Several times the bowl was flushed, each time catching Colette unawares and each time choking her with the drowning water.Colettentually the men allowed Colette to remove her head from the toilet bowl. She sat there at their feet, on the filthy, concrete floor, her hair bedraggled and clinging to her face and shoulders as she continued to splutter from her half-drowning.Once Colette began to recover, one of the men directed her attention to the glory hole in the wall.The wall was of brick, and. "Retrieve the remotes and we shall proceed toward our objective. AI, set all message torps to continuously record all instrument readings and voice exchanges. Have one torp prepped and ready to launch at all times. If you find you have computing capacity that is not being used for the moment, use that to plot a continuous update of an evasive route to the nearest open space large enough for torps to warp out of the system." Affirmative, Commander." All systems?" Optimal, Commander," Diana. "Oh my God!" cried out Kylie.I fucked her hard and fast again."Just... picture... Missy's tongue... dipping into Whitney's... hot cunt."Kylie just moaned. I pinched her tits."My sperm... was inside Whitney... and Missy... lapped it up like a cat." Holy... unh... fuck!" Stacy was sitting... on Whitney's face." Jee-zus." I can't... Kylie... baby... I can't hold on" Fucking cum in me! Cum in my ass, Trent!"With a few final strokes, my cock reached it's limit and erupted inside her dark tunnel..