“You will learn. I will teach you. As your mentor, it is my amateur task. But for tonight, just observe.” She adjusted a mirror before dipping a sharpened wooden stick into a small pot. Rubbing the tip against the side of the pot to remove excess, she expertly outlined her eyes with a black liquid. What I couldn’t do with my makeup case. “So I’ll just sit on the sidelines?” Brigit wondered what kind of evening this would be. She’d never been in any kind of brothel, much less lived in one. The idea of attending a function tonight, when Hardcore all she wanted to do was curl up in bed allure and cry herself to sleep, filled her with dread. “Not exactly. You will be placed in a cage so you can watch, but still be controlled.” “I’ll what?” Fatima took a breath and returned her items to the basket, which she stored back in its place. “In this adorable case, it will serve as your protection. When the girlfriend men see you locked away, they will not ask you to do something you are not prepared to do. However, as always, we will be watched. It is vital you do not say anything, no matter what you see or what I do. No harm will come to either of us if you do as I say. If you do not…” “They will punish both of us.” That threat had never been far from Brigit’s mind. Fatima nodded. “My ladies, can I have your undivided attention, please. Forgive me? I know you hate being reminded of....." "Are you sure this place even exists?" allure "Why the hell not." I girlfriend didn't understand why she wanted me to embrace it, but I did. Before I could engage Anti in another conversation, Marcia jumped out of the pool on another fine day and took very personal interests in me. She was all over me in kissing and hugging and making amateur intimate suggestions in my ears. I felt his hands travel down to the cheeks of my ass but didn't complain when adorable they settled there. I knew what was on her mind! 3-2 now!" He wanted more. “How do I know you’re acting under the orders of Queen Yavara?” Braun, the leader of the centaurs asked me, “Because this sounds a lot like an ambitious Pine orc making a bid for the Hardcore Tundra.” “Roll over, slut. How could I say no to that?