Let me accompanyyou?" She sounded hopeful."Sure. Why not?" Ciel smiled, feeling a flutter in her stomach as Dela'sexpression changed to one of relief...."Just don't drag me down, okay?" I promise you I will not," Dela nodded. "Thank you, milady." Please, just call me Ciel."Her heart still excited at the closeness of the beautiful adventurer,Ciel started down the dirt road towards the Feydark again, suddenlyfeeling as if the path was much easier to walk.***Traveling with Dela proved to be a mixed. I touched them and felt excited, a sort of eroticism swept through my being, as tried to imagine a stranger doing it and the feed-back from my hardening, made me ache deeper down as I shifted and felt for the ultimate relief.Closing my eyes and warming to my naughtiness as I touched myself, my thoughts drifting to my meeting of three men in the hotel bar.After one drink I sensed their need of me and I felt giddy with the idea of all three men nude, erect and desperate to take their turn in. The door creaked when Rumplestiltskin opened the door to view the girl surrounded by sweet smelling straw, tears streaming down her face. Her blonde hair damp from tears and perspiration clinging to her trembling neck. Softly, Rumplestiltskin walked towards Eleanor. His dark eyes stared scornfully around the massive chamber with a spinning wheel in the center. He swallowed a wave of disgust as hateful thoughts formed in his mind over King James’ horrible behavior. Eleanor moved her arm to view. “Go on, get to work, Grace.” She moans in pain as I press against her asshole, trying to concentrate on what she’s being forced to do to Ella. She lubes up the plug, and starts gently prodding Ella's little sphincter. The girl squeaks and squirms.I take my time, enjoying just wiggling and twisting the plug around, slowly parting Grace’s inexperienced hole. I watch her face in the sink mirror. She can’t concentrate. As soon as she starts to press into Ella, I shove a little deeper into her own.