So I have sentenced you to death but not by my hand. No, I will have your men do that for me."There were ten wounded men who were now on their feet an... the arrows had been removed from their wounds, Cedric's men were going round collecting all their arrows from the ground and from the bodies of the dead. They had lost fifty percent of their group in less than a minute, and it was obvious that they had no stomach to try anything else."Firstly I want you to bury or burn your dead. Then I want you. He bent to placeher heels on her feet. The black high heels felt solight and unbalanced after her boots. The lines on herstockings were crooked, so he straighten them slowly,looking up into her pussy and smiling at the results ofthe leather intrusion. He fingers her cunt, playing andtugging with her lips, daring her clit. It doesn’t takelong until she is begging, pleading, and then cumming.He walks away and leaves her there, hanging, with a wetcunt and high heels and garter. All dressed. Was that a good thing?First Jon, and then Joe, started to work her new name into every sentence.“Mamma Slut, would you get me something to drink?”“Yes master.“Slut, would you bring the foot rest over here for me?“Yes master, “she told Joe.It was sometime during this exchange that a lightbulb went off Jon. “Joe, remember what she said last night. We shouldn’t be asking Mamma Slut to do things for us.” She thought this sounded good until she heard his next sentence. “She is our slut tonight. We. After revealing her glorious breasts, I paused for a moment to take in the sight. Her C-cup breasts were just lying there, waiting to be played with. I had to feel them. So I leaned over closely, reached out, and lightly caressed her left nipple. Instantly, her nipple became hard. Pointing up like the eraser on a pencil, I reached over and did the same to her other breast. I gained more composure and started playing with them. I even leaned over and started licking them. I gave them a serious.