“And the ring?” Athea asked.“That was much easier, I only needed daddy and then I cast a magic spell! When Jenaya wears the ring she doesn’t n...ed to drink daddy’s blood anymore, because his blood is in the ring,” Menja proclaimed proudly. “Ouh, Ghania says it’s important that the gold ring is pierced through Jenaya’s skin, and the blood gem has to touch Jenaya’s skin too.”“So it’s an earring,” Athea said more to herself than to Menja.“Ghania says that Nigulla and Patessa can tell you what it. Their wine here is weak, and they don’t have temple prostitutes, or many regular ones, like we have at home. Actually, this duty tonight is extremely strange. If we were protecting an important man, or holding a real prisoner, the duty would make sense. But the man we’re guarding has been dead for a couple of days or so. It’s not like he was faking death. Before we executed him we beat him up rather well. We even ripped out most of his beard. Then he was whipped. We use a whip of many leather. I opened the door to find this rather handsome tall guy, at the door, with a nice smile. Introduced himself as an agent for VIP lingerie’s and said that the factory is promoting some excusive collection door-to-door. I so welcomed him, I was really impressed by his physique and smile and looks. He was really like a Greek god. He started by asking my name etc. and I felt that he purposefully sat next to me, so whenever I bent he could see my boobs. I also was getting turned on and started. There were 30-40 Polaroids of me with cum on my face, cum dripping out of my sissy hole, dildos, objects inserted in em. Me in poses. A few of me sitting up on the bed my eyes closed with different dildos in my mouth. Tied bent over with dildos inside me and what looked like fake cum (could have been lotion or something) flowing out of me.Photos of his cock in my mouth and him fucking me in different positions. Him sucking my tiny bald clitlet cock. I looked in the mirror at my sloppy face my.