Just winners, losers, owners, and slaves. It's a wonder how something so simple fucked everything up so royally.The Fighter's Law was an edict declare... by the God of Conquest, whether it was an act of contempt or one of shear boredom matters not anymore, to survive is the only option for the inhabitants of New Heartland.And now, the edict's laws fall upon your shoulders, for once one reaches the age of 18 they are thereby entered into the Fight, and all laws and rules apply. "Free game" if you. I stepped up to the side of thebed and she reached out and switched my toy on. Imoaned as pleasure began to course through my being.Within a minute, I had reached the apex of my pleasure.She switched my toy off.“Thank you, mistress,” I said.“You deserved your reward for this delicious meal,” shereplied. “Go and put your playsuit back on.”“Yes, mistress,” I replied, as I moved towards thechair where I had left my suit.After I had put my playsuit. After being there about three years, the boss said he was having a big party at his house and would any of us like to work the party for him and he offered some pretty good pay. He picked four of us, one guy. We were supposed to show up at noon to set up for the party and then serve the guests. We were supposed to wear black skirts, shorts or pants and white shirt.I showed up with a short black skirt and a short sleeved silk bouse. We set up and then started serving. A couple of hours into. She: Ok, as you say.I smiled. Lekshmi started to undress in front of me. She took off her churidhar top and pants. She was in her camisole, bra and panty. When I looked at her, she got shy. She removed her camisole and bra. Her small boobs came into my vicinity. It was nice to watch as her nipples got erect. She took her towel from her bag.Then she removed her panty to show her clean shaved pussy. She was a virgin. I noticed it was a bit wet. She covered her nude body with the towel and went.