She gasped as the tongue darted into her. She then lowered her head to resume licking Karyn. The pussy was still wet, and had the strong aroma of he... recent orgasm.The spectators were delighted with the show. Several slaves were directed to kneel before their master or mistress to relieve their mounting arousal. The scent of sex hung in the air.Nicole and Karyn 69'd one another; opening their bodies to further pleasure, and rubbing against each other. As they were both trained in the art. My Power kept him alive for five minutes, fully aware each second that he was already dead. He didn't have the air to scream, but everyone watching knew that the man's soul was crying out for its God.I took a step away from him. Kellie's sword took the man's head off. It rolled away from the body. Ashley kicked it back towards me.The two other men pissed and shit themselves. I had a plan so there was no reason to do anything to them. Catwal deserved a little more attention! The old woman. This kiss… it was like a liquid inferno, searing me from the inside out, depositing all I was into his very core. My body was melding into his, becoming his possession to obey his mandate. As his tongue undulated against mine, I felt giddy with longing. No longing is not the right word… needing. I needed to get closer, somehow. My body pressed into his and I fathomed the ‘length’ of his desire. Knowing this was not the right place for what I knew would eventually capitulate, I made the first. Neither had been there before and were only there because Lacy had won tickets for a show in a raffle at work. Lacy wore a short leather skirt, white green blouse showing lots of cleavage, and her best heels. Ben wore his best jeans that hugged his ass and a maroon silk shirt. “Could they find a more out of the way place?” he asked. “Quit bitchin’, Ben,” said Lacy. “We have free tickets that include the first round of drinks. What more could you want?” Ben looked around nervously. “Not to feel.