Yea, go on bring the slut in here, the wife had added. There was a cheer all round so the guy had said yes why not and dissappeared back outside. They...both had knew the tart he had been on about must be me as I was not around and no other women were present. The guy came back outside and waited while the last guy was fucking me. When he had shot his load he walked over and pulled me off the table. Were taking you back inside now slut, Theres alot of guys in there wanting to use that big cunt. When the cab driver dropped us off in front of the residence he was still giving me suspicious looks. I couldn't remember if Stephanie was carrying a handbag. I helped Stephanie into the lobby and started looking for her key. I couldn't find a pocket on her skirt. I had nowhere to go except my room. I carried Stephanie on my shoulder and struggled to my residence. The cab was already gone.When I dropped the unconscious Stephanie into my bed I was already exhausted. I didn't know what to do. I. ..” the young girl sobbed, “I know I’m supposed to be kept pure, but he told me you were a traitor, and I had to show my loyalty to the throne...”“Shh, sweetling, hush...” Marie said as she comforted the girl. She glared daggers at the king. “I know you have business with me, your grace, but leave my daughter out of this. She had no part in it, and deserves none of your ... ill treatment.”King Roland rose out of bed smoothly. “So you say,” he replied, stretching luxuriously, “And perhaps, if I. Drake felt Mistress Raell unclip his arms, and as she released him he collapsed to the ground. He shuffled himself into the Dragon bow position, hoping she planned to feed and water him. A clawed hand wrapped around his lower jaw, lifting his head up. Mistress Raell gestured him to kneel, and he obeyed. She looked him over, and it was all he could do to not collapse to the ground. He was utterly exhausted, and his whole body ached. Mistress Raell seemed to sense this, and snapped her fingers.