So a good deal richer and having rid the world of three odious scum, feeling satisfied for a change, I gathered up the riderless horses and proceed to...the inn. The man who tended the stable quickly made me a good offer for the dead men's animals after checking for royal marks, and I entered the tavern feeling flush.Three young women sat in the front corner, framed by the light and looking out the window. They were all of about one age, perhaps twenty at a guess, and all dressed to height of. He put it on, it was really tightespecially over the corset and bra. He would be sweating soon. He wasgetting close to being finished now. He reached to the table to get theposture collar and put it around his neck. It really felt strange. Veryconfining. Finally, the leather hood. He put it over his head andtightened the strings behind his head. He then fastened the collar thatwas provided around the base of this neck, making the hood impossibleto get off. He put a small padlock in the proper. Some milk also dribbled out of her breasts which I drank. This was because she had had her second child a few months back and was still feeding her child herself. I licked, sucked and lightly bit into her nipples turn by turn using my hand to squeeze her breast in a firm milking motion. My other hand was rolling her other nipple between my fingers. Both of us were breathing very hard and moaning deeply in our throats. After some time she disengaged herself from me and told me to remove her. "Oh, I certainly had him, what's theword, feminised? Yes. At the same place that did Bianca. But he was fartoo dangerous to keep around. So he's somewhere else." Somewhere else?" asked Cindy weakly."Somewhere in the Middle East, with whatever sultan it was who boughthim. I'm not sure exactly where. Anton's got the details, he hasconnections there, stays in contact with them, to make sure Mitchell'snot going to escape. But from what I gather, there's little chance ofthat." You sold your husband.