“That’s it, take it, feel it, feel Me.” She began to pump faster and wiggle Her hips as he moaned on pain and pleasure. All the while She spok... breathlessly, “Mmmm, what a slut you are… My dirty bitch, you like that? I know you do. Take it. My slave just loves his ass being violated by Me. Push back against Me, that’s it, impale yourself on My Goddess cock.” By now both were slamming against each other. He felt the pain but also a pleasant pressure inside him. Soon something began to. The head of the household, Duke Parnell, simply sat in brooding silence. The look etched on his face more than spoke his intent.Keldan Eubol led the Duchess Constance to the head of the table. As with every meal since the Friday night he arrived, only one chair was unoccupied. Everyone in the room knew that chair was meant for the towering stranger. Everyone knew that Constance would stand by his side, serving him for the entire meal. Just as every other woman gathered around the table had for. ." She blushed again. As much as he hurt her his urgency had lit a fire inside of her. She was sopping wet. He gave her a last hard smack, making her yelp, and then with a quick yank sideways on her legs flipped her over on her back. She landed with a gasp, disoriented, feeling only how he pulled her up by her hair and almost ripped her shirt and bra off. Then he leaned away from her and got some sort of bag out from under the bed. He emptied it next to her and she tried to look over, but it. .. she's just short. And built. The gasp from the crowd was involuntary. Scoop necked tee shirts sag when you have to bend over to get out the door. She flashed the onlookers. Instant wood. OOH Yeah ... can't get any better than this!The three blonde former slaves dropped out next ... and they were wearing bandana tops, ragged blue-jean cutoffs and heels ... and nothing else. And then Mina stood in the hatch."You want the pilot ... this be she!" announced Bill.Mina was wearing two postage.