I sat on a ruined throne, gazing at the titanic chunks of stone torn from the ceiling and walls in some great battle that had ended my predecessor, in...a great spire that wrapped itself around the highest of the sheer, misty peaks that dotted the indistinct landscape below. An air of grandiose malice hung low in the air, and yet my strongest feeling about the situation was centered entirely on my crotch. What made the situation truly annoying however, was the lack of options available.The. They bring in their crowbait, and Cletus pays them ten bucks a horse. Then he butchers them down and sells them to the Indians, Mexicans, wagon trains anybody willing to pay. Usually, he brings in 3 or 4 times what he pays. Been doing it for a while.”“But then You showed up and put the fear of GOD into him. I’ve always had a feeling that some law was after him. You must have convinced him that they were hot on his trail.”“You know Mr. Simons. I don’t think Cletus will be coming back. I’ll bet. As she continued to dance facing away from him, she couldn't help but to occasionally run her hand up her pussy hard enough to feel how excited her clit was sending electricity through her body or occasionally caressing her breast. She wasn't sure what was more erect for her at this point, her clit or nipples, but both sent slight of knee buckling pleasure with the slightness touch. As she continued to seduce him with her every move she could help but want to play with that massive erection. This slave is very hungry," Mia whimpered. Keisha nodded, took a dainty strawberry from the turquoise bowl on the table. "Open." Mia obeyed, was rewarded as Keisha popped it into her mouth. "You may chew and swallow." The naked blonde captive chewed and swallowed as permitted. The next few minutes consisted of Keisha feeding both of her slaves until she'd emptied the bowl of strawberries, until Keisha's own stomach rumbled and she asked the cook when her omelet would be ready. "Just a moment,.