James fucking continued forcefully, ensuring that Stephen knew his place, nothing but a hole to be fucked, a slut, a whore, a slave. As James’ cock ...ammed deeply into Stephen, James began to slap Stephen’s arse bring louder groans from Stephen each time his hand landed heavily on Stephen’s reddening arse.“Looks like your slutty boyfriend enjoys a hard fucking Lisa....though his pathetic moaning is annoying...can you shut the whore up babe.” James smiled at Lisa as he slapped Stephen’s arse. When there was a total of five women dancing, the elders started to clap. That must have been a signal, because the women slowly stripped down until they were nude. They continued to dance. One of the dancers took my hand and waved for me to stand up. I did, but what do I do now? I didn't have to be concerned, she placed her hands on my hips and started me swaying and twisting. More men were dancing with the four remaining women. I watched them and danced like they were doing.The woman I was. Erdr?ckte rundum den Ring gegen den Hals. Anscheinend war das Bandselbstklebend und nun innen an den Eisenring geklebt."Bequem?" fragte er. "Keine Falten?" "Nein." Der Ring war nun weich gepolstert und trotz seines Gewichtesbequem zu tragen.Nun kam Papier um das Handgelenk. Dann schwei?te er eine Schelle um dasHandgelenk zu. Sie war vielleicht f?nf Zentimeter breit und hatte einetwa zwanzig Zentimeter langes Kettenst?ck fest daran befestigt. DieKettenglieder waren gro? und das ganze ziemlich. The girls helped me out of my new clothes and took me into the bathing room. John had given me soap, shampoo, and perfume from his saddle pack. I was to use these, and not the brown soap of the village. The hot water was a real luxury, and the soaps were absolutely divine. I let the other girls use them also. It was the cleanest any of us had ever been. When we finished washing, I dried off with the large, fluffy towel that John had provided. The girls used our regular village towels, and as we.