Thrashing her head side-to-side, my erstwhile sex slave urged me on, giving ME commands for a change, although she tempered them with her pleas.Even t...ough I was supposed to be the dominant, I didn't particularly disagree with her commands, and so digging my toes into the mattress, I pitched my body forward so that my chest pressed her knees back a few inches farther, letting me get just a little bit deeper with every thrust."Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Kim chanted as she approached her. As the images of a guy getting banged up the ass by this really hot chick flashed across the screen I found myself getting really horny. I pulled my stiff, 8" cock out of my pants and began to stroke it. I realized that I wanted to feel what the guy in the movie was feeling, because my ass felt really empty. I could go a grab a dlildo and have at it, but I really wanted to get fucked by someone. And then I heard a scratch at the door...My dog, Bear wanted to come in. Ideas began flashing into. They ranged from the good to the really bad. While there were many groups of adventurers, like the ones I was in, that were in it to help people who needed it, there were others that were mostly bandits that did some adventurer type things to get a reward if that seemed more profitable.About 400 years ago some of us had had enough of the people who gave the adventurers a bad name. There was no specific time when the idea surfaced, and no specific person you can pin it on, the original idea. In the dream like image above she saw a slave, bound and gagged, under complete control of her master. He was rewarding her virginity with the most sinful pleasure. He too was in a spinning room, his body tight and shone with sweat. All his essence was entering and leaving her. Finally, with a yell of triumph, he shot into her deepest regions, his juice mixing with hers. She let out a last, exhausted moan, overwhelmed by the fires that pierced her.He held her close for a moment, then withdrew.