Not any of the innocent bystanders or the heroes that fight against villains, obviously, but other, equally villainous individuals would.So there are ...eroes and there are villains, each fighting for what they believe or desire with all of their might. Locked in an eternal struggle of good and evil, right and wrong, light and dark and general niceness and all around asshole-ness, the heroes and villains of the world live their lives the way they believe they must. And, in this battle of good. The girls were ushered towards the gang plank, and off the ship, moving in single file. Hands groped them as they moved, the guards laughing at the lewd comments being made, and making no attempts to stop the groping. Hell. Soon some of these groping hands would be counting out the money to pay for the girl they had bought.The slaves were herded through town towards a large building at it’s centre. Here, they were ushered into a large room, and the chains removed. There were seven bowls of food. As the night was coming to a close, there was a toast made to the show and its success. I hadn’t had anything to drink all night, so one of the men handed me a glass of wine. We toasted, and I drank it. It wasn’t long and I felt woozy as if I had a lot to drink. It was weird, I sort of knew all that was going on, but I had no control and felt limp. I sat on the couch as everyone left.”“You think you were drugged?”“Definitely. You know I can share a bottle of wine without getting tipsy. This was. Meri jev dalte hi susma madam ki ek ajeeb sa jhatka lga aur unhone mere sar ke uper apni moti gaand aur jor se dba diya mujeh saas lene me bhut dikkat ho rhi thi ishliye mene bhi gusse me aaker uski chut ko daato me bhatre hue bite kr liya aur vo chilla uthi aaah ….. Aur gusse se mere lund ko hath se pakd ker usko bhut tez dba diya jisse meri eard bhari krah ooaahhhh…… Nikl gyi aur meri ankho me aashu aa gye the.. Aur av vo mere khade hue lund ko pakd ker uske uper apni chut ko rakhte hue baith.