She immediately fainted again. Running Fox cut the binding at her chest which had caused her tits to be cruelly pushed onto the spines—God, that mus... have hurt! There were two bonds on each of her arms, one at her elbow and one at her wrist. When Running Fox had cut those, we worked together to ease the woman onto her back. It was difficult for me to tell with Indians, but I estimated her age to be 18-22.Fortunately, most of the thorns came out of her skin as we pulled her as gently as possible. Mike glared at me, and I knew he wanted me to say more. “I don’t mind you squeezing my nipples, though. Do you like doing that?” I asked him.“Yeah! They are so fat and stubby! Mine are little,” he said.“Like your dick,” Emily laughed.“You were looking,” Jessie shot back at her. He let go of my nipples abruptly. I could see the outline of his boner in his corduroys. I’ve seen my nephew get boners through his pants before. If the wind blows, he gets hard. I’ve caught him looking at porn on his. I wondered if they were hers or a slave's. "Gina," I whispered, "whose panties are those? Hers?" "No, Ken. They are from one of her female slaves. She saves them for just a purpose like this. She makes sure they are full of pussy cream. Her female slaves love it because that means they get to cum often." When this event was over, everyone took a break. The slaves were allowed to use the bathroom and to have a smoke. They made sure their owners were fed and well satisfied before they had. ”“That may be as you say, but the emissaries were instructed to find you and report back, so that the current Chief could come and thank you for what you achieved. They are grateful. I told them you were based at this tribe, so expect visitors sometime soon, High Chief.”“As the old saying goes: no good deed goes unpunished. What do they expect from me, once they reach me?”“The men I spoke with didn’t say; claimed it was not their job; but I got the impression they want you to take charge in.