The first thing I noticed was ablack trunk next to the couch."What's going on, what's in that?" I asked him as he bade me to unlockit. Still unsure, I...unlocked it and pulled back the lid. Inside was abound girl, barely out of her teens. She was tastefully bound andarranged in the trunk. Her arms were snugly laced into an arm binderbehind her. A black hood was over her head and face, a blonde ponytailcame out from a hole on the top. A corset was wrapped around her slenderwaist and tiny bells. As he approached, he noticed how the trees became more and more familiar to him, though they had aged several years since his last jaunt through these woods. The stream appeared to him suddenly, for the brush had grown up to enshroud its banks. Smiling, he removed his pants and set his hammer on the ground. Barefoot and naked, the muscular barbarian, lathered in sweat, made his way slowly down the steep bank and into the cold rushing water. The Uthgardt barbarians were a hardy folk, and that. He gifted me with his name and the honor of kneeling at his feet … the allowance to sleep in his arms and please him as no other could. Oh yes, there were sluts that threw themselves at his feet even when I was there because he oozed that sexuality and that mastery that so many other girls, just like me, craved in their lives. Even understanding it, I fought my own insecurities and tried to quell the little green monster that welled up within me every time a pretty slave girl crawled to him,. . stud” She said, sarcastically.With the smell of cum and pussy juice on my breath I got up and left the loo with her after putting on all my clothes. The anal plug made it uncomfortable to walk and painful to concentrate, giving me a hard-on at all times. Nadine paraded me around to all her friends, making sure they knew full well how much discomfort I was in.It was getting towards the end of the party and Nadine brought me outside, signalling to a taxi. We got in, and she started to fondle my.