She turned back and stepped from the room, waving her hand dismissively. As she did Belind felt the tingle of magic around his neck and, as he glanced towards the mirror, he saw a black leather collar around his neck, a single piece of fabric with no clasp. He stared at it is dismay for a moment then, a little awkwardly stepped towards the bathroom. “No!” the girl from before, who had pulled him from the dungeons said, wagging her finger, “No, you follow me.” “But.” “Ah! No, come.” He let out an uncomfortable whimper and flushed with colour, walking over to her, a slight waddle to his walk as he followed her out of his chambers and back into the palace. As he walked through the palace he heard a distant roaring, like a waterfall or the wind and he furrowed his brow. Had he been so deep inside the palace and dungeons that he had not heard a storm? It wasn’t the season for it. “W-what's that noise?” He said, awkwardly as he followed her. “You will see,” she said and he followed her still. As they left the windowless heart of the Palace he began to spot anal windows, sunlight streaming in through them. He furrowed his brow, but, his skin beginning to glisten with sweat from the effort of holding Ariela’s gift inside him, he couldn’t put enough thought into the growing noise. They approached Ariela’s private chambers and he looked towards the girl at blowjob his side, “S-she wants me again? So soon?” “In a manner of speaking.” He bit his lip and, as the door opened, the sight that bareback greeted him would haunt him forever. Room was intricate, the door opening on a thin red carpet that ran the length of the room towards an open pair of double doors, the sun streaming in, the roaring intense and overwhelming. The red carpet was lined with Generals, mystics, Captains and servants. His own former man, Atrin, standing by the doors, a crown in his hands. Belind felt a tingling on his skin, Ariela’s magic. He began to move forward, calm and collect, though in his mind his panic was rising. He felt himself relax, his walk casual, almost a saunter. Cum trickling down his thighs. He walked between the rows of the most powerful people in Ariela’s new empire, her cum trickling from his used hole and he smiled to many of the men, his expression sultry, his eyes wanting, though in his mind he was screaming, vying for control, horror and shock dominating him. He stepped up to Atrin and winked playfully, the man looking at him with shame and disgust. Belind wanted to say this wasn’t him, he wasn’t doing this. "Here it cums slut!" As far as I'm concerned, I'm the one who actually came out on top that day. I gasped, standing fully naked, my little, eighteen-year-old titties on display for both my brothers to enjoy. “Now look what you’ve done slut, you’re a mess!” He exclaimed “You’re a bad girl, a real bad girl and we’re gonna need you to be cleaned up.” With a deep groan of exasperation, I slammed my palm into my forehead to punish my lack of foresight. Vinod let his fingers deliberately go into an exploration mode as he told her more anal bareback about the nature of his work. • blowjob Areola Size Harriet felt like she had had a baseball bat thrust into her. I thanked the waiter and took the tray from him before watching him walk back all the way towards the reception hall, which was now lit brightly. While Anju was scrutinizing him, Ajay was silent. She moaned and moaned saying things like, “Oh it feels so strange, so good.” And “Oh it tingles, it tingles.” Finally, I decided she was ready. I decided that I needed to get Lucy more used to meeting clients at their place of work so I set-up a few meetings. With shaking hands I managed to throw on my dress and make my way down the hall. I touched my cock head to her sphincter and zeroed in on the tight opening. “Yes!” Lucilla moaned as Bernie filled her pussy with... My fingers clenched.