And before long, the sun had been replaced by the heavenly moon, as if granting the wedding its blessing to move forward. People were drunk, enjoying ...ood company. Beer and mead were passed around at every corner of the village; large tables of food were freely displayed for the warriors and ruling class to take from. There wasn't a worry on anyone's mind, yet a group of drunk Norsemen - men loyal to the Jarl of the newly allied village Jokulsa - had found their way over to the stables.They. .....FUUUUUCK MEEEEEE HAAARD!!!!!" Well if anyone was listening they would have heard that! I redoubled my efforts lifting Julie's ass off the counter with every powerful thrust. Suddenly the door swung open and a lady just stood there open mouthed, Julie and I never missed a beat, still fucking each other hard enough to leave bruises and totally lost in the moment. Oh my god was all the lady said and as the door swung closed behind her she raised her skirt and slid her hand down the front of. The family washroom is much larger but only has one toilet. Not really worrying about looking around I led him into the family washroom and closed and locked the door behind us. He looked at me in a quizzical manner only for me to respond by dashing to the ground on my knees. I could feel my heart beat in my chest as it was pounding, my body was hot and flushed. I wanted me some fun so that's what I went for. I pushed him to lean back on the counter top of the sink area while I fumbled. This is Tora, my fellow slave. You will do as we say or our Master will be displeased. We would not like that.” Now used to submission and slavery, Xena accepted what was said. There was a time, not long ago, when she would have flown into a spitting-clawing rage at such words. “We are going to bathe you, oil you, massage you and scent you,” said Tora. “We want you looking and feeling your best for our Master.” Again Xena accepted what was said without demure. She was now indeed a shadow of her.