The crate was closed, andin this uncomfortable fashion I spent the long trip.? The setting sun framed Sarah in a scene out of the ArabianNights. The...two slave girls kneeling, hanging on every word, could be in anyHarem in the Middle East or Asia,instead of in a fashionable estate in upstate New York. ?I am not going to describe the two weeks I spent with Al-Mansour. From the beginning I did not hope to survive, andindeed, I wished many times he would just kill me and be done with it. By the. There wasn’t anyone really in charge, and you were all being pushed to the point of exhaustion. I’d planned to give you the opportunity to catch up on rest this morning, but I was delayed getting here and didn’t get the chance to explain before you fell asleep.”He blushed, an image popping unbidden into his mind’s eye – the beautiful bard asleep in his bed, her hair fanned out around her like fire, her mouth soft and slightly open, her long legs on display and the curve of her ass just visible. We agreed and the four of us sat down around the ladies. The ladies quickly picked up where they left off and had no problem with us being in the room. I had never seen two women make out before but it was extremely HOT! The sounds they were making gave the biggest hardest boner I had ever had. They had their tops off and both had rock hard nipples. They were sticking their hands down each others pants and stuff. One of the guys pulled his dong out and was stroking it. One of the ladies. The dungeon is 12100 meters squared in area, extending far beyond the mansion itself, but ending somewhere in the large garden of the house.In there are 80 cells, a hundred meters each in area. Yes, that is quite a large area, but my father liked them that way, and so do I. I keep a slave in each of the cells, each one having their own furniture, and everything, including a bathroom that is transparent, so that everything inside can be seen from the outside.The dungeon is pretty much squarish,.