The leash was plainly in evidence as was the state or dress and undress, but the details were all soft and ethereal They stood side by side, hands to...side. Then I had them turn and face each other. Saranya tucked her chin all the way down; then Cheri lifted her chin to look into her eyes. A hand on the shoulder of the younger girl in a couple of frames, led to her kneeling before her superior. Chin down, position followed by chin up and looking at her mistress then the leash pulling her up. The girl’s movement might have been as simple as a dance step but for some reason the second swordsman could not block nor even avoid her bamboo either. The other five bodyguards took a collective step backwards. One of them yanked out his sword and attempted to thrust it toward the girl’s beautiful face. As the sword tip leaped up and forward a loud swoosh, indicating the power behind the thrust, filled the air. The girl did not even move, save a single flick of the wrist. This time she. He stopped once to look back at her but if he was going to say anything it was forestalled by the menacing growl that the man in front of her directed Adam’s way. “Don’t return,” he shot at Adam’s retreating back. Once he was sure Adam was gone he asked, “Are you alright?” She was assaulted on duel levels by his smoky voice drifting over her and the effect on her breasts that the vibration of his speech had caused. She nodded, cheek rubbing against the soft cotton of his shirt. The friction. I knew it would be useless to say no, or fight him. I held his hand and licked the salty liquid off his hand. It was so bitter and smelled so bad I almost chocked, but I wouldn’t give him the win. After his hand was clean he told me to get use to the taste because he knew I was a “sissy faggot and this was just the first time I would taste his cum.” Going back to his bed, I wiped the globs of his cum off my face, with my sheets.In the morning, it was like nothing had happened and I wondered if.