‘Our investigation team is still at the house. I’ve asked them to look and see if they can find that drink you left on the table. It could produce...some evidence.’ she replied matter-of-factly. ‘Oh. Do you think there was something in that drink?’ she asked with a wrinkled brow. ‘That’s what we want to find out.’ she replied. ‘Can you go on with the story now Julie? Why don’t you pick up when you started to feel ‘funny’.’ she suggested. Julie began again, but more haltingly than before. She was. Before I make the next one, I want to know why you did,” Athea questioned.“This dispute is easily solved by the law. Nigulla was sold by her father and bought by our Goddess’ servants. Patessa is an orphan and was brought to us at the age of seven. Every orphan taken and cared for by priesthood on Calmyra is legally a slave. They both are slaves and belong to us, not you. Does that answer your question?”“It does, but you’re wrong, it doesn’t solve our dispute. Although Chaos isn’t my name, she. She forced lavish kisses upon the girl, kissing her face and rubbing her breast on Val's breast. She tediously worked her will on Val's suntanned body, licking and kissing her flat stomach, waist, and hips. When Cathy reached Val's shaved snatch Val jammed her eyes shut and I began to wonder if this was such a good idea. Here was Valerie, a sexual sacrifice, trussed and strapped, totally defenseless, a butt plug buried deep in her bottom, a full gag in her mouth, limbs tightly banded with legs. When she comes back down she smiles up at me, breathing heavy, “That was the best ever!” “Good. I love fucking you.” I tell her as I lean down to kiss her lips, my cock still buried in her pussy. “You didn’t cum baby” she pouts at me. “It’s alright. You did!” “No, I want you to too.” I give her a look and she knows what that means. I pull my cock out of her dripping pussy and sit back on my heels. She rolls over and lies on her belly - her cute little ass now visible to me and looking as.