I held up a jar of Vaseline, “I’ve got an idea for a contest” I said. “I want to watch you jack off each other … and the one who makes the o...her one cum first can play with my cunt while I finish jacking him off”.They were obviously excited but hesitating and embarrassed “I promise I won’t tell anyone – do you want to play with my cunt or not?” I teased as I lightly rubbed my slit with my finger right in front of their faces. “O.K If Dan will do it I’ll do it” said Billy ( a little too eagerly. .. But again, behind the fear, behind the shame and pain, there surged such boiling anger, such contempt, such hatred for the animals they were, that even then I might have held my ground, such as it was. But no words came, and now Ryan was saying, " A good whipping will make you cooperate, you can take my word."Now I was really frightened. "Wait--" I said.The rope was tight around my wrists; the pull was terrible. I couldn't raise myself enough to ease the tension on my arms. The rope bit deep. God, she was glad she’d had that pre-birthday waxing.Taking care not to stumble, she disentangled the panties from her high-heeled ankles and, pinching them between finger and thumb, dropped them daintily off to the side. A girl could retain a touch of the demure even when naked with a stranger, right? She focused on the music and attempted a sexy flourish, bending into a crouch and shimmying her ass for him, brushing it against the loosened trappings of his crotch. So damned dangerous, her. “We have no need of new Gods or priests or religions, priest! Go back to wherever you came and take your Gods with you! And your priests and priestesses and acolytes!” the Silk King interjected now.“Yes, we have greater concerns, such as that bitch queen and her dragons in Slavers’ Bay, which threatens our slave trade! For all we know, you could be in her service! Or that of Braavos or Pentos!” the Slaver King confronted me now.“I thought that you might say as much, so I have brought something.