"I mean, what do you usually do at this point?" Usually? I usually collect women one or two at a time, not thirty so what I usually do is a pretty moo... point." Well," quipped Mindy, "that was remarkably unhelpful. Why must you be so negative about this? You agreed to help Pete do it this way." She has a point," agreed Pete, "now, if this can't be done - and I don't mean because of your security concerns - then you better say something before we get in there. Otherwise, how do we control such a. As they approached either side of the carpet, they dropped to their knees, and began to lick the hot loads of cum off the palace floor. At the end of each line, two female guards, dark in complexion with flowing dark hair, stood over the slaves with whips. And at the end of the carpet, overseeing what seemed to be not only the slaves and their guards, but the warriors themselves, stood Ahcetok, the Mortal Goddess of War, Areem’s right hand woman.Ahcetok watched the procession in front of her. Chelsea was puzzled. “What do you mean?” Mr. Jones replied “You are a very attractive young lady, Chelsea. I think I’d like to…have some fun with it, say.” Suddenly Chelsea realized what he was saying. “You don’t mean….sex?” Mr. Jones nodded. “It’s the only option for you now, Chelsea. It’s that, or I’ll have to report you!” Chelsea was filled with dread. She couldn’t believe, again, what was happening. “Oh My God…This can’t be happening. I can’t do that!” Mr. Jones said “Well, it’s your only. " Just let it take you," Megan said."No! Fight it!" Melissa screamed. "Shut up," Erin growled bitterly. "Both of you. Stay away from me."Melissa stared horrified at Erin. Seeing her like that made Erin burn with shame.Why did she have to look at me like that? This was her fault, after all.Her fault. Let us in.Erin doubled over, desperately grasping at her temples. Her whole body felt hot and tingly. The sensation was so intense that it almost hurt. The whispers scratched at her brain, begging.