Oh nothing, whatevers on your mind. Again, there was no immediate response but Edward was stroking himself harder, rolling his balls around in his fin...ers, trying to work that butt plug in his ass more by grinding in the chair.I dont have time for idle chit chat, tell me what specifically you want to chat about or get lost.He started to type something and the he changed his mind. His heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest and his asshole was throbbing. Finally, he sent a one-word. You’ve lost track of time and the only thing you can hear is the sound of someone walking on the floor above and the dripping of water from the pipe overhead. The water drops slowly on your body. You can move but not much as the chains only let you move one to two inches. At first it was no big deal but as time dragged on the dripping started to matter as you move this way and that trying to get away from it. You can’t sleep, think, or move much. You thought you would go mad from it. A light. Soon he started stroking my pubic hair with the back if his palm. He then twirled the pussy hair with his outstretched thumb and said, “Nice bush you have…” I kept on sliding up and down his erection that was now well buried inside my cunt. My dad never liked me shaving my pussy hair. Not even at the bikini line. He used to say that a woman is sexy with all the hair there preserved. I only shaved the pubic hair at the time of delivery and then a couple of times when my ex and I went on holidays. ”“But we..”“I know you are all helpless and reluctant too. But we can not afford another war. There are still many unmated women and widows in our village. What will happen to them if many of our warriors die again? Even if we win the war, our tribe will decline for sure.”They had no argument to the village chief’s words. Many warriors died in the last war. They left behind many widows and children. The warriors had to feed them and take them as their mates. Many were taken. But many were still.