Guard Chou Ferk continued to talk to himself, rubbing his loins with the free hand. The intoxicating smoke from the cigar made him vigorous and giddy,...wondering, among other things, if he should blow a purple ring on the slave girl and take her for a second round. “It’ll be bad if she dies”. He pissed himself as his mind deviated from the line of thought. “A prisoner kills and gets punished but a Guard kills and pay with his life...”It was the system’s way to deter the Guard from going. Her face showed intense concentration. She hadthe crowd’s attention. They clapped to the beat of themusic. My coworkers had big smiles on the faces andtents growing in their pants. Christi looked at eachman with her sultry look, inviting each one to show herhow much of a man they were. I had the impression thatshe would have taken on the whole crowd if allowed to.Christi bumped to the music demonstrating theflexibility of her hips. I could visualize her stuffinga long cock in her box and. They circled the bed staring down at Serena but she could not make out facial features. Something blurred the faces until an unnaturally large tongue appeared from one and it uncoiled like a snake. Serena heard a “Sisss” sound and a very deep guttural "mmm" groan with each display of the long bumpy tongue. Serena writhed and squirmed as the other unrecognizable figures approached the bed. “Spread her,” the hulking ogre commanded, sending Serena into a state of erotic anticipation. She could. But I would have to say that I'm most proud of my natural female breasts. I developed them during puberty, and by the time I was 18 they were like they are now. They're not humongous or anything like that, but they're bigger than a lot of biological women's, and they are nicely shaped. And - men LOVE them!Of course they weren't always a source of pride to me; to the contrary, I was totally embarrassed by them in middle school and high school, and they - and my closeted homosexuality - prevented.