You concubines are chattel, plain and simple."Sponsors can enforce promises made by concubines, but it's not a two-way street. I don't care if you off...red the pretty girl you chose the moon. You don't have to deliver, and it's hard cheese if she is unhappy about it. She belongs to you, not the other way around. You have rights and responsibilities. Her only job is making you happy that you picked her. If she fails, there are ways to show your displeasure, and they will drive home the message. I turned her around. I pushed her over the desk. I took her hands and put them on her ass cheeks and told her to spread them. She begged me not to fuck her ass. She told me she had never had a cock in her ass. I slapped her ass and told her to spread those cheeks. She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart. I reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy. I rubbed the mixture of our juices on and in her ass. I fucked her ass with two fingers. I slapped her ass again. I leaned over and told. They moved and danced fluidly, and their cybernetic enhancements allowedthem to do things that wouldn't be possible normally. I leaned over toSarah and whispered, "What is this, cyborg acrobatics?"Damon overheard me and said "Yes, actually. Most of these performerswere in Cirque du Soleil, and lost limbs for one reason or another.Mostly from QES, but not always. He," he pointed at a tall, thin manwith a chrome-plated right calf, "was in the train accident in Stockholmin 2009. His leg was. ..” Sauron mused. "Just in time", Sauron though. Morgoth was finally ready for the final battle against the Valar, and was throwing a feast that night for his entire army. Only the best had been prepared for the feast--virgins from every lower race, enough alcohol to burn an entire country, millions of slaughtered swine and bovine, and only the most gifted elvish bards. Though he would never admit it Morgoth did trust his number two man Sauron, and he was actually quite jealous of Sauron's.