Gawd she’s juicy. She hugs my cock like I was made to fit in her. You sure she isn’t for sale? Name your price.” It finally hit me I was a slave... a real slave I could be sold. Silently, tears bubbled out of my eyes and ran down puddling in my hair. With sad, beseeching eyes I looked at my Master. I, finally, accepted my fate. He looked at me and blew me a kiss mouthing ‘good slut.’ I could feel my lip quiver. Try as I might I could feel twinges as my body responded to my brutal rape by Buddy.. "I know. It's a good thing all those clothes I bought were sewn with that in mind. I realized I was sprouting again when I had to take out my shirt sleeves," he told her, holding out his arm to show her where the crease in the nice linen shirt was. Jonar stiffened, his hand falling to his sword hilt, and looked over Myka's head. "Do you need something, friend?"The Ce'al matriarch gasped and turned, backing up beside her bodyguard. Behind her was the strangest person she had ever met. He was a. I reached toward her end of the duffel. As usual, she'd been prepared the night before. Our clothing needs for the weekend were minimal anyway. I'd make sure hers were the "bare" minimum.We drove down to the take-out point first. Transferring their gear to our Jeep, we left Tom's pickup there all locked up safely. Then we drove back to the Interstate Bridge and unloaded. By 10AM we were on the river. At the start, there was almost no current. It was a good spot to teach Becky the rudiments of. .. They don't know. They had just arrived at the palace and had no opportunity to meet any of the others." Oh, well, forget that for now. How did we happen to miss the supreme leader?" He had just gotten out of bed to visit the bathroom to relieve his bladder when you attacked. The wives assume that he hid in the bathroom until you left. The supreme leader is somewhat elderly and often needs to visit the bathroom in the middle of the night. These new wives had been warned of this and were told.