“The toy is only one part of it.”“So I’m your weapon?” Harper asks. “You plan to use me and then dump me. Am I just some science experimen...?”“No,” Anthe says shaking her head vigorously. “You are more than that.”“Is that right?” Harper asks, not believing it for a moment. When the teen nods, she smirks. “So what, you’re making a whole line of weapons, using who exactly?”Anthe swallows hard. This is her pitch, her experiment, her moment of truth. The entire project hinges on convincing Harper.. " We shall see who is not fit to rule," Sholim shrieked. "Begin the attack!"The defenders watched uneasily as strange wooden contrivances were dragged into view. The first one was carefully positioned, its crew taking a seemingly endless time to make sure that everything was just right. An axe swung against a tightly stretched rope, and with a sharp crack a wooden arm lofted a large clay jug high into the air. They could see it clearly as it sailed toward them, striking just below the top of. “Like this,” he instructed, moving her hand along his shaft. She set a pace that was comfortable for her, and pleasurable to him. As she stroked, she felt a little wetness form on the upswing, that she spread with the down swing.“Pre cum?” Lita asked, moving some from his penis to her lips, and loving the taste.“Yeah,” Luke confirmed, now starting to hump her hand as well.Lita used a finger to tease the tip, and dropped to her knees. “It looks, big,” she said. Sticking her tongue out, she. Her nipples harding to both the touch and cool air.Then he went down her flat belly, and as he touched the hair between her legs she gave a jump. Voices quickly called out their bids. Once all the bidding stopped the auctioneer called out "sold." She had been bought!A rope was placed around her neck and she was taken from the platform to a table. There a old white man was handing the slave trader some money. The old man was handed the rope. He jerked the rope and lead her away just as if she.