‘These Outcasts are going to be sold as slaved in the mines!’ One of the men collapsed to his knees, nearly dragging the other men down with him. ...‘Please… give us water…’ his voice was barely audible. It was hard and dry, as if it would crack at any moment. The demon climbed off his horse and walked towards the man. Nimbus noticed the long jagged claws the demon had. ‘Be silent!’ The demon shouted as he raised up his hand. He struck the man hard across the face. Blood dripped down and stained. If you have read my earlier stories, you understand that up to this point, our sex life up to that point had been nothing short of steamy and tawdry. Jim had awoken an exhibitionist and submissive side of me that shocked and excited me. Jim had exposed and shared me in many situations and with several men. I had responded to these experiences with embarrassment, humiliation, and incredible arousal. I reluctantly submitted to virtually every request Jim had made to expose or share my vagina over. ‘You heard me you little slut.’ That was all the encouragement I needed. And just then I heard the doorbell ring, causing him to smile and he kissed me once, getting changed extremely fast into some jeans and a t-shirt –which let me get a small look at his muscular body– and rushed off. From my spot on the bed I could hear the door open and him greet his friends. I had seen him slide the remote into his pocket and right now he was just letting me grasp the idea of his terms, and to even work me. I just slimmed down a bit. They gave me double to eat most of the time.”I looked at my mother and then my brother.“Well mom. I’m not sure they gave him enough to eat. I mean he seems kind of malnourished. He sort of looks like the Ethiopians in the commercials.”“What?’“Well, Stosh. I said you look like an Ethiopian. Pretty soon you’ll have the swollen belly to go with the rest of the look.” Mom was laughing pretty hard. From the look on his face, my brother wasn’t at all amusedIt was about that.