His cock stood tall and rigid, almost as if his primal masculine other-self was getting off on what was happening. “Y-yes Mistress. Sex Perhaps ‘collected’ wasn’t really the proper word for it. Won’t that be nice?”
“Y-yes Mistress. It was a thing none of them wished to know any better than they already did. Her huge breasts, crushed against his chest, ached with arousal, their pointy nipples rubbing against his chest hair as they fucked. “Well, lucky little bitch and her hubby are about to become my prized property. Max shuddered as Anna’s tongue cradled his shaft. Even as her wet pussy sheathed his hard dick, she tensed up and awaited the coming burst of pain. He looked at the golden hoop piercing hanging down from the girl’s clit, as well as the two golden hoop piercings which now swung gently from the girl’s breasts. As Anna walked along the line of male slaves, Humar, Allen, and Chris, she gripped the base of each cock in turn, pumping slightly as she felt the shiver of arousal from each man, traitorous instinct. “Oh Marrek, you come up with the best punishments. Those three whirring cocks began pumping upward with desperate zeal, piercing the cunts of each stricken captive as the girls screamed and groaned through the gags fixed so tightly to their jaws.
