I was somehow getting this feeling that *maybe* this just *might* be turning on Jenny. But then, one can never be sure, can one? Better to keep going ...hen take *any* chances!"Doesn't all that exposed skin on your neck and shoulders make you feel so soft and pretty all over?" I asked, kissing the little nook between her neck and shoulders gently.She started to squirm uncomfortably in the chair. "You're making me cold, stop that!" My face was now getting squeezed between the side of Jenny's chin. “Okay, here’s the bet, especially with the Slave Controllers here present. Correct me if I’m wrong, but bets of freedom and slavery are now legally binding, right? You want Celia back, here’s your chance to reclaim here. We’ll have a butt-fucking contest. We’ll select a victim, a willing one, and you and I can take turns using her ass! If you win, you can have Celia back ... as your slave. If I win, though, I own your ass, too, as well as hers!” Dan proposed, eager to see if Brandy was. Who summoned them to this unhappy land he has no clue, but as they feed on each of our armies both sides will usually call 'truce' upon the first hint of their malevolent presence. We pity our enemy and few of us truly do hate them, but each of us fear the "Pink Terror" to the depth of our souls. The more disheartened and more war-weary we become, the clearer their 'calling' is to us, should we hear and heed them, and they can attract and devour the old tested veteran just as easily as young. Calliope blushed. “N-nowhere important! But I don’t want to go there on my own, and Voss says that if those hobgoblins catch us again, he wants one of you two around,” she said, indicated Ashryn and Katriana.The two other girls exchanged glances. “Well, I guess after the day you’ve had, it would pay to stay together,” Katriana allowed, “I’ll go, too.”“I want to go, too!” Ashryn said, clapping her hands together, “If we’re all going to allies and party members, I want to get to know you,.