“What would you tell her?” Bianca asked Brandon. “The same truth you’ll tell anyone, if questioned.” Brandon smiled, “Ofan is the new city watch. You won’t enforce the king’s law, but you will intervene if you see violence, and you will bring me those who need medical attention. If you just so happened to spot a lost arch-matriarch and a wayward High Guard, then you’ll call constable Tera to apprehend the suspects.” “Why do we need Her anal Eminence?” Bianca scowled at me, and my little fantasy of Bianca took a darker turn into bondage, whips, and lots of ‘I’m sorry, Your Eminence,’ and ‘punish me more, Your Eminence,’ and ‘spit in my mouth, Your Eminence.’ “How many Ofanians would it take to capture Freydis Skyborne?” Brandon asked. “Twenty, at least.” Bianca gulped, looking very embarrassed. “Well,” Brandon smiled, “I wouldn’t want twenty dead Ofanians on my conscience, so that’s why you’re doing observe and report. You spot Freydis, Tera captures Freydis, you fly Freydis back to Iona, and my psychotic girlfriend doesn’t turn the storied Ionan warriors into a pack of drooling sluts. Sound good?” “Yes, Your Holiness.” “You are dismissed.” Brandon said, and Bianca shot upright, saluted with a fist against her chest, turned on her heel, and marched out the door. Brandon looked at me, then motioned toward the door. “Right now?” I asked. “You got something better to do?” “Yes, actually.” I replied, pov eyeing the bulge in his waistband that hadn’t yet gone away. “Sorry Tera,” asian Brandon sighed, swiveling on his chair, “but I’ve got patients that need help. You’re also dismissed.” “Did you just give me an order?” I exclaimed, running my eyes over him appraisingly. “You swore yourself to me, didn’t you?” Brandon replied, not looking up from Justina’s triage report. “I did, but you’ve never cum commanded me before.” I stood up and walked over to him, “The boy who nearly shit amateur himself when I first touched his penis is now the healer of the afflicted, and organizing covert operations.” I ran my fingers down his shoulders, pressing the back of his head between my breasts, “Where did Brandon go, and who is the handsome, in-control man sitting before me?” I slid my hands down his chest, and whispered in his ear, “And what kind of orders will he give me next?” “You better get your ass out there, Tera,” Brandon grinned up at me, “or I’ll have you doing pushups until your arms give out.” “I’d rather be doing squats until my legs give out.” I hissed, and left Brandon to stew over that, hoping vainly that he was as sexually frustrated as I was. I gave him ample time to call me back into the room, but he never did, and god, did only make me need him more. JUSTINA Now that my work organizing King Yandon’s doctors was completed, I’d finally stolen some time to work on helping Diamond with her upcoming Sentient meeting. Angela and I sat on the bed of my new bedroom, a secluded branch of Brandon’s Great Maple. The cavernous room had curved walls of ebony wood, lit by green bioluminescence. “Uh-huh,” moaned pov Nathalie, her hand sliding down my stomach while her other squeezed my rump. Maddie pivoted off my lap and sat next to me. Her hand nestled on my inner thigh, less than an inch from my growing bulge. “Their names are A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z. Say those with me.” I reply back with a smile and a nod. Her clothes felt drab and stifling next to her scintillating flesh, so she untied her robe carefully and watched her reflections in the multifaceted ice walls as her naked body rose out from the crumbled garment. “You.” Ariela hissed through clenched teeth, holding her hand out. Carrie, was the typical blond hair, blue eyed babe you see on any beach in Florida. So are those as slaves you were telling me about? Maybe we could move to some remote village in a developing nation, where anal we would be worshipped as gods or something, somewhere that no one from the outside world would ever find them. I visited with my mother-in-law for half an hour, all the while looking around for the girls. Wonderfully, it was taking forever this time, so I pulled off and turned around. I whimpered and moaned, the pleasure surging through me. Rapture slammed into my mind. with these you're a born whore!!! Twenty minutes on the back roads, windows down, and Betty hit the Rt. 15 four-lane into Hazard. I can’t hear a thing over the roaring of the gale and the rumbles of thunder that make the ground shake. At the same time her middle finger made its way into her perfect little slit. Good food and the flow of beer had changed my mood to the positive. I found a tree that looked easy to climb and indeed, so it proved. And you must be some kind of good guy because she would normally kick some other dick head amateur to the curb. My name is Kafina and yours? “So boys,” Katie said to them, “I’m going to be roasted on Saturday and I wondered cum if you would like to come out for it. She was giving me something to prove, and I was up for the challenge. “You haven’t eaten since morning, baby,” Julia voice came closer and closer, “you must be so hungry.” Our tongues danced together. I shuddered, glancing at my futa-lover. She was all over him, like crazy, I mean, she might as well have been sitting asian in his lap the whole time and it looked like he was loving it because he couldn’t stop touching, hugging and holding her.