Her severed head screamed, ‘Please help me!’ Clara burst awake in a sweat, eyes opened wide in fear. She became aware she was in the safety of her...own bed where she’d been taking a nap before this evening’s festivities. * * * Action replay. * * * Clara Wright checked the perimeter fencing of the enclave on Brown’s Hill and sighed. So much of the four-foot high boarding was rotting from the bottom – the constructors had used cheap and inferior timber. She sighed again at the entrance eyeing the. There were clothes on the floor already. Damn, she was fast...I walked into her bathroom, seeing her through the frosted glass just barely. When I opened it, she was wearing a one-piece bathing suit."Ha! I knew you'd come up," she said, looking at me. "swimsuits only!" I don't have a swimsuit..." I said."you have underwear on, silly boy..."my clothes were off. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and stepped into the shower, pushing patch against the wall. See, I'm not a fan of bikinis. A girl in. And he'lllearn faster." OK. Let's do ... go see the templar." Yeah. Sounds good." They all nodded in agreement."Don't I get a say in this?" said Julian on his mic."No" he heard unanimously in a synchronised fashion."Okay guys. Lets quest!" Brian said.A few hours later..It had gone pretty well, Julian thought. REALLY well, actually. Hedidn't play these sorts of games that often but when he did, he tended topick them up quickly. He didn't hold back the other guys, despite theirextra. "Say it," he commanded as I felt his two fingers swirl inside my wet, tight cunt."I'm going to be your fucktoy for the next few days and do everything you tell me with no questions asked," I answered in soft, short breaths as I spoke, submitting to him completely.Mr. Bradford pulled his fingers from my wet cunt and I cleaned them, sucking my own sweet wetness.I thought early that day that I would give up being a slut, but I was so turned on at that moment that I knew I wasn't ready to go back.