During the stopover they had used beer bottles and even an old wine bottle as a dildo, on both my bottom and virgina, till both were stretched open. ...oth my breasts and nipples were sore from the thong that they kept tying around the base of them and being mauled. They would untie one breast at a time so the blood would flow back and I would scream in pain. Then retie it when I stopped screaming and undo the other one so I was in almost constant pain. They would repeat this often. I was. Above the waist, a little cotton jacket was zipped up at the front. It lifted at the bottom with her arms holding the sign up, revealing a narrow glimpse of bare midriff and hips. Nicely tanned, she certainly didn’t need to have stockings or pantyhose, and the almost brazen display of bare thigh, coupled with the sign, left people wondering, who was the lucky guy she was waiting for. ‘I’m Jason Tomber,’ I said, nodding at the sign. ‘Do you have ID?’ I appreciated the care she was taking to be. "I knew what was coming next before she even said it. Drew Wilson was a porn director. He owned a studio in town and was always touring strip clubs to look for new stars. He had asked me if I was interested on three different occasions, and each time I refused. On the third time he I think he got angry because he bought a VIP pass and came backstage. He burst through the door and grabbed me. He showed me his pass and then pulled me by the hair over to the couch. He sat down unzipped his pants. I waved them away, I could tell Rikke was done. She proved that with her next words. “Jarl Elisif, your Majesty, I apologize for the mess I’ve made on the floor here.” She turned to me. “Empress, what are your orders for your troops?”“Order a general stand down from offensive operations for now. What’s today’s date?”“It’s Loredas, the Fourteenth of First Seed.”“Thank you, Falk. General Rikke, I want our troops back in their holds and camps by the twenty-first. Defensive positions only. That’ll.