Ariela began to stride from the room, motioning for Sophia to follow her and, flanked by guards, they made their way deeper into her palace. Sophia looked around, amazed by the aesthetic of the palace. She had once lived here, for a time blonde at least and she recalled the place to be bright and airy, windows allowing plenty of sunlight to flood in, the floors a clear marble and the walls a light wooden panelling. But now it was dark, the passages lit by flickering flames, tapestries and artwork displaying Ariela’s greatest victories dominating every wall. Ariela glanced back to Sophia and grinned, her expression dark and excited as they approached a door, which she pushed open and stepped into, her purple dress trailing in behind her. As Sophia stepped in she was shocked to see the change in theme, this room was one of luxurious comfort, warm colours, soft Homemade Porn carpet, a huge bed, a young… “Sophia?!” Belind’s voice came out, his blue eyes going wide, matching her own as he tugged the bed covers up over his naked body, hiding his body from her as they stared at each other, equally shocked. Ariela grinned and stepped behind Sophia, placing her hands on the girl's shoulders, looking over at Belind, “Oh come now Belind! This is a family reunion, now’s no time to go hiding yourself.” Belind tore his expression away from her up to his owner, up to Ariela, “What is she doing here?” he said, his voice heavy with uncertainty. “Tell me, how well did you two get on? You know, before all of this.” Ariela asked curiously, glancing down over Sophia’s shoulder at the v of her dress, briefly admiring her cleavage. Belind pursed his lips, his brow furrowing a little as Ariela dodged his question, but he knew better than to avoid hers, “We hated each other. She bullied me almost constantly.” Ariela nodded curiously, “She’s a real cunt isn’t she?” Sophia made to move but Ariela tightened her grip, a silent pained expression crossing Sophia’s face before she stood still once more, pouting. Belind glanced between the two then shrugged and nodded. “Oh how rude of me, your question,” Ariela smirked, “from what I gather she came here to marry me to gain power and as a token of appreciation she informed me that there are a couple of traitors in my midst who are trying to break you out,” she squinted her eyes some, reading his silent reaction. “Well, I’ll be. Belind you little striptease demon, she’s telling the truth isn’t she?” he looked away and she let out a short laugh, shaking her head, “I’m almost proud of you. I’m not, but, almost,” with a shove she pushed Sophia to her knees where, with a wave of her hand, Ariela public kept her pinned, an invisible weight keeping her down as Ariela stepped around the bed to get closer to Belind, who shuffled away, nervous and with good reason. “Each time I think I’ve broken you, you surprise me,” she reached out and caressed a hand across his face, “I think that’s why you’re my favourite. There’s always something new to play with.” “I won’t tell you who they are…” Belind said defensively, still holding the covers to his chest. Ariela let out a little sigh and put her hands on her hips, “Belind, darling, you know that isn’t true. I could very easily have you Hardcore tortured until you give up the names of the traitors.” 'though I know one already', she thought to herself, thinking about Atrin, her mind completely lost as to who the other could be. Belind got a bit of a wet look in his eyes, knowing his chances were dashed and that her words were true, but he wouldn’t give up the names without at least trying to resist her, though he felt fear coursing through him at the pain he was sure was coming. “But I don’t want to have to do that.” She said and he looked up, confused, then she smiled, motioning with a hand towards the silent Sophia, “I’d much rather make that bitch suffer. That made me a little hesitant. I do. We were sweaty and exhausted, having both cum for the third time in a few short hours. All the organisers had told me was that we had to dance and take some of our clothes off, leaving on whatever we thought we should, we were supposed to dance to the 3 judges that would be sat blonde on chairs to one side of the dance area. All I can say is that the graphics were just as Lissa had described, crisp and sharp. I admired her body. “Oh, you gay little bitch,” He pulled his long cock out my throat and pulled me to my feet by my neck, he walked me over to the wall that separates the showers from the lockers. She pumped her hands up and down it. I checked my notifications. “Gods, I striptease love it when you do that, sister dear,” I moaned. “Damn,” Sean muttered as I bent over and pressed my face between our mother's thighs. I got sooo wet again. He loves my boobs and he is making me feel like a young, desirable woman, once public again, she thought! Again, like last time, he pushed her to the edge hard, just as he was cuming himself. This porn flick showed a light-skinned, black guy with an average-size penis fucking a petite-size, red-headed, white lady. Her hands slid across my chest, feeling my pecs before she broke away from me. I didn’t want to move for fear of waking her up. She gave me a sweet smile, and I returned her look with a subtle wink. I had forgotten that I hadn’t told him about them being taken and he hadn’t read this journal for a few weeks. Her arms hurt from being suspended, and her ankles weren’t very comfortable shackled to the bar, but it was like she was only aware of those issues. In spite of the humiliation of the situation, Dawn was happy. "Ah yes. My breasts worked up and down his cock. It looks like high school was going to be no different. I yowled in delight as I darted among the soldiers. Homemade Porn “Your nipples say different.” He whispered, his hands moving to cup her heavy breasts. But who would protect Kora? He He Hardcore liked the man's attention and acceptance and praise for being a good cocksucker. “It's not too weeb?” I asked.