There was one young looking punk sitting at the edge of one bench. I gave him a sideways kick and told him to move. He obliged—scared lil pussy, and...I kicked back on the hard wooden bench, and proceeded to go to sleep.Next morning came kinda early for me—someone yelling “breakfast” I decided to get up—could be a while till next chance for food. Nobody was talking much. There were six in the cell with me, I figured I wouldn't have any trouble cause they all looked to be younger punk types. Bunch. They filled his palms just the right way. He let his tongue glide slowly on each nipple as he suckled adoringly while kneading the other. Caught up in his passionate web, she thrust her breasts in his mouth and hands wantonly. Searing need took hold of her. He could see it in her cat-like eyes as she lustily urged him on. Cantering in a brink of pure undulated pleasure himself, he obliged her willingly.He laved at her breasts, letting her loud moans throw him in a frenzy. He had to have her. He. We would take over and the men in our forceswould take the women for slaves or wives. When I saw Medere, I toyedwith the idea of making her my personal slave. She was a strikinglybeautiful woman. She would look well, naked and chained to my bed. Ifshe resisted, we would have her executed.Our intention had been to install Kadir, the oldest of us, as the newruler of Genoria, but I had other plans in mind. Once our position wasconsolidated I intended to get rid of him and install myself as. "Shelly went over to the bar, looked around, grabbing a bottle of white wine. Opening it, she turned, leaned back against the bar and took a swig. She probably should be hydrating, or some such, but man she needed this."So, what have you and the Evil One been playing at?" Sean turned his chair a bit so he faced her across the pool table. Shelly suddenly noticed how ... tired he looked. His day hadn't been much better than hers."Oh," she said, taking another swig before dropping her arm to hold.