” He replied. Then I leaned up and licked his ear before whispering into it. “Would you like it if the elf-bitch and I got under the table and nu...sed your balls back to health with our tongues?” I Offered. “HEY! I HAVE A NAME!” Saela insisted with a stomp of a foot. Airily I waved her comment away with a hand, “Yes, yes, Saba or something, I know.” She scowled as I looked back to the great Bull. “No. I think I would rather be left alone for now.” He said. “Rent yourselves a room here. We’ll. Phil was Carol's fourteen year old nephew who liked to hang around our place and use my computer. I was not going to spend much time in kicking his ass out of there. I was going to have a three way fuck with two girls and Phil could use my computer some other time.Phil and I got along like pals. He confided in me that he jacked off and hadn't been laid yet. He often asked me what it was like to fuck and have a blow job. Like a good uncle I promised him to take him to a whore house some day. But. The two shamans had been peppering me with lightning bolts and weak fire spells the entire time, but they didn’t have anything that could go through my shield, meaning that they were nothing more than a nuisance.Still, I reactivated my swords and dealt with the shamans while the chieftain was recovering from the pain. They didn’t fall as quickly as the first shaman did, but they did fall after each received a few strikes with my abilities. Seeing the chieftain was getting back up, I blinked. Of course, being a winner meant only one thing. You won the right to line up at the end of the festivities to be chosen to spend the night with a master. It would be a double edged sword for the new slaves. Compelling them to perform humiliating and degrading tasks just to win the right to be used for even more degrading acts by a master, while teaching them that having a master pick you out for a blow and fuck session, was a privilege, not a right on the slave colony. In this way the slaves.