Of course the rest wanted to piss in the white whore’s mouth as they called it. I spent much of the night going from man to man. My stomach was ...wollen with their urine and I was having difficulty in keeping it down when one of the men got a rag and stuffed it in my mouth and used a leather thong to hold it in place between drinks as they put it. After 3 hours I looked pregnant with a badly swollen belly. One by one they fell asleep and I was left gagged and hobbled unable to move from. They will not attend this struggle to save your pretty skin. No sweet, they while away their time hunting and will see you as a morsel to savor. If you are trying to fight one man, what will six or seven provoke?’ He stared as she closed her eyes and a small tear trickled down. Her defeat beginning and just as intoxicating as the baying of the hounds had been earlier that day. Lord Moxley Oben moved his lips to her pulse and simply kissed it. He was about to begin a journey and knew full well. ..and how the hell could she just bring him into our home? Into our bed? As my mind spins, it is quickly brought to a stand-still as Tracy exits the bathroom. I can see her clearly as she enters the room and approaches the foot of our bed. She's wearing a short sleeved, bright pink, satin, button-down blouse paired with a knee-length, tight fitting, black, satin, pencil skirt. Her hair was up in a pony tail, and she was wearing black, silk stalkings with some pink high heels. Tracy was clearly. Erin will show you around. She's good at that. Perhaps we can spend more time together later, after I have made my rounds." Malory blushed. While older, the gentleman obviously aged well. He reminded her of a certain actor. Erin constantly chatted with Malory, making her comfortable while leading them to the bar. Both Malory and Tripp were in awe of the home. It was elegantly adorned with the finest of wood, marble, and art. The bar was some kind of exotic wood that meandered a good 10 foot in.