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When he was in just his loincloth, he stopped. “ All of your clothes, Sir Fraldias.” Elena said, amusement and pleasure suffused in her voice. Fraldias looked to me again. There was no denying Elena her desires, no refusing her when the extract pumped through my veins, when I was gyrating against her like a possessed belly spit dancer just to feel her cock stir open my vilest hole. She could’ve tossed me naked on the street, and I would’ve opened my legs for the lowliest of peasants as long as she was inside me. It terrified me. It thrilled me. I licked my lips, and nodded to Fraldias again. He took off his loin cloth, and my eyes widened. “You pick your personal guard well.” Elena chuckled, a smooth seduction in her voice, “Come Fraldias; it’s poor form to draw your weapon before your queen.” She held my legs apart, “Sheath your sword.” “Stop!” I gasped, putting my hands on gagging Fraldias’s pelvis. “Leveria…” Elena growled in my ear. I smiled back at her. I was her slave in the bedroom, yes, but I would not be the untrained maiden for her; I knew my way around a man. With covetous fingers, I wrapped my hand around Fraldias’s thick shaft, purring as I savored the sensation of him in my hand. Through heavily-lidded eyes, I gazed upon his astonished and fearful face. That’s what I wanted to see. Elena could make me beg and sob, but this man would not own a single shred of me. I grinned up at him, moistening my lips. “I’ll give you a story no one will believe when you tell it.” I whispered on the head of his cock, my voice tremulous with pleasure, “But you won’t tell anyone anyway, because it would be a lie. This never happened, Sir Fraldias.” “Yes, my queen.” Fraldias said through gritted teeth as my fingers gently drew down his length, and cradled his balls. “Never let anyone say Queen Leveria Tiadoa isn’t charitable to her subjects.” I whispered to myself, and in one motion, I took him all the way into my throat. Elena fucked me gently as I sucked the knight, my hips rolling to consume her cock as my mouth rotated to consume his. My hand trailed behind his roiling testicles, and I pressed on his taint, massaging the hidden length of man that was imbedded there. He kept his eyes fixed on me as I gave him the best head he’d ever have, his demeanor conveying great respect, nearly reverence. As he should be. When he was groaning with trembling legs, I pulled him out, grabbed his slickened meat, and guided it between my legs. He sat before me, and Elena picked me up by the hips, and impaled me upon him. My head flung up, my mouth opened wide, and I exalted. Oh, I’d spitting never felt so tight ; so FULL! My poisoned body was ravenous with an appetite for the obscene, and it exalted in the meal gag I’d given it, the two cocks throbbing in my tender depths, piercing through my delicate insides, pressing against one another. Oh my god, why does it feel so good?! “You like it, don’t you?” Elena whispered, pivoting herself on her knees behind me, pulling me off Sir Fraldias so that I was pressed upright against her, my pelvis tilted obtusely to consume their ravaging members. “Yes.” I could barely breathe, but I managed to utter that. “That’s disappointing, really.” Elena growled, reaching around throat me to pinch my nipples, twisting them until my breasts were shadowed spirals of mammary fat. I’m guessing you didn’t even realize that they are twins, did you? I drew back my cock through her anal sheath, loving the feel of her tight asshole, then I rammed back into her. The metal teeth came together this time. Look, I’m really sorry. I love you, master. The bathroom spit door opened. I had Brian unbutton his shirt and pull it open. She shuddered beneath me while her hands grabbed my rump. Tony had sequenced the pictures spitting by how revealing they were. Leaving saliva running down my face. Next, Justin would need other servants. Her beautiful eyes grew to the size of golf balls as Due to their childlike intellects and personalities, the games on my phone held their attention like they were eight-year-olds kept pacified in a fancy restaurant. This happened every night for a week. He slipped between my tights and I guided his cock in me. First he was reluctant like really not knowing what to do. Giving a spank on her round ass he withdrew and gagging let her crumble to the ground in a mess of sex fluids and sweat while gag he went on to gather his friends. She moved in closer to my ear and just went, ‘mmmm' very softly in my ear. Relax you, throat so you can think.” The way we played, the only way to get back alive was to do a sex act. I was wondering if you guys had any they could borrow?” Sarah said. When I woke, Jennifer had not moved one bit. I couldn't breathe.