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Atrin spoke in a low, cautioning tone, “You agreed to her terms, to refuse is to concede, to concede is to…” he looked meaningfully towards the orb of power in her hand, Belind swallowed, looking around at the crowd. “Your depravity knows no bounds.” he said, humiliation and regret mixing in his voice. She shrugged, “Strip or die.” She watched with a mocking smirk as the boy, with the help of Atrin, began to remove his poorly fit armour. Her smirk slid as it was removed piece by piece, revealing his feminine body. She realised the youth of his features did not now seem to be too young, that impression had been fueled by his natural femininity, his skin fair and unblemished, his body lithe, looking quick but not especially strong. She felt her desire for conquest shift from that of land to something more primal. He stood before her then, nude and beautiful, a princess born to the wrong life, his hair a fine strawberry blonde, his eyes a deep blue, his manhood while not so small as to warrant a mocking by the average man was not particularly something to write home about. She felt curious. A man returned to the room bearing two identical blades. Belind, trying to ignore the piercing stares around him picked each up, weighing them and looking for any faults. They were well balanced and he could detect no sign of tampering or deception. He indian took a blade and the man offered the other to Ariela. “You must change into your fighting garb.” he said, feigning confidence, trying to instil some of the humiliation that was flooding him into her. “True.” she said simply, shrugging the dress down from her shoulders, letting the thin fabric fall to the floor. Her long raven hair cascaded down her body, her full rounded breasts on display. However, as Belind drank in the view he realised it was not her embarrassment that her nudity would create, as she seemed quite comfortable without her clothes, but his own, as he looked down and her massive cock came into view, he felt confusion flow rife through him. “Futa... cock?” She said the words slow. Mike spoke for both of us; he was even apologising for me. The girl was kinda familiar actually. Alice launched herself at me, grabbing for my outstretched arm to pull it back away from the shelf. “What’s going on?” Leon asked. I woke the next morning with Matt still spooning me and with his hard cock pressing up against my ass. Saturday That's what you want, right?” The slave mark – an indelible sign that a woman has been processed on the surface of that vile planet. indian “Oh, I thought he was gonna be here today, too.” She grinned at me. “That's what I thought.