At least by running away, I had a chance to find another home somewhere. Or so I thought." the woman said."So you left your city and struck out to fin... another city, surviving the best way you could simply because you didn't want to become a palace slave?" I asked, just trying to clarify things."Yes, Sir. You see palace slaves in Aemmerhia are not treated well. They are regularly beaten for even the smallest infractions, fed whatever the Queen wishes to feed them... and sometimes not feeding. I felt her tongue going all over my lips down there, and making me more than uneasy already. She hadn't even let her tongue into my cunt yet.Although, after three minutes, our daughter switched back to his cock. So, she proved she could juggle us then because she made sure to keep fingering me too, as she blew him again. Even just a few seconds after she alternated, I felt jealous."Holy shit, Britney, now you're a fucking princess. All those other times I called you that I was full of shit.. "She was quiet but I thought I could hear her thoughts, was she considering expanding her selection of partners?"Have you ever used one?" Oh, you think I need enhancement?" I smiled but not in my thoughts."No, that's not what I meant ... did anyone ever use one on you?"Now I got silent ... I flashed back to being raped ... but that didn't fit her words, that couldn't be what she was referring to.I was stationed at Andrews ... working nights with a swing schedule of 4 days on and 2 off so often. "Is there someone nearby that can let me see the place, or do I have to write the widow for permission?" Mrs Christopher left me in charge of the property and I hereby give you permission to examine it to your own satisfaction. If you come by my house I'll get you the keys," he said."I'd like to go see it tomorrow if that will be acceptable. I think I'd better stay around today to finish this sorry business," I said, waving a hand toward my prisoner."I understand completely. If you have time.