It pooled across the stony ground. Her robes soaked up her blood like dry ground soaked up fresh rain. Her eyes fluttered closed as a cold rage filled...me.I turned to her attacker. Too much anger consumed me to be shocked by the sight of King Edward of Secare standing before me, his blood-stained blade raised high to slash down and kill me.Everything vanished from my awareness but the man before me. I swung the High King's sword and screamed my vengeance. I would butcher this man. He killed her.. The once Queen of Glaciers hung stretched inside a tall iron frame. Her toes barely reached the floor. Strong, dedicated hands tugged at leather laces. They pulled her corset fractions of inches closer. Less and less of her bare skin showed. The boned front grabbed her rib cage. It pushed the air out of her lungs. The lovely half cups at the top pushed up her pointy tits.And it felt great.Two huge chested girls busied themselves with their new mistress. One dutifully put her foot in the small. At the top of the stairs, I encountered a man. I kind-a got the feeling he’d been watching me coming up the cliff stairs, although, he appeared to be studying the yacht in the bay. I wasn’t sure at the time, but I did get the feeling that he’d been watching Kylie as well, and had possibly witnessed our encounter. I gave him a cheeky cheery ‘Good morning!’ and received the same in reply. But maybe not loaded with the same enthusiasm that I’d injected into mine. But then, he hadn’t just bumped. Andy and I grinned as we turned away to hide our bulging shorts. Andy hopped on his bike, and challenged m,“Who ever gets to the car first get to be on top.”“Oh, yer On!”I responded as I mounted my bike, fumbling with my pedals as he accelerated down the trail. I was soon on his rear tire, distracted at the sunlight through his shorts lighting his firm ass cheeks. He got away from me by a couple bike lengths as I was thinking about sliding my cock into his strong ass. I regained my attention to.