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I wasn’t the same woman who had walked through those brothel doors. I had enjoyed the sins meant to torment me, and had small tits reveled in the debasement of myself. To make things worse, I realized I didn’t feel as ashamed as I wanted to. In fact, the biggest source of shame for me, was that I felt so little of it. There were warrior women who would have fallen on their own blade after enduring what I had endured, but me? I was looking forward to the next time it would happen. You are a disgrace, my conscience told me, you aren’t even a Valkyrie anymore. I tried to convince myself this was all in the service of my god, that it was a noble sacrifice I had to make, but it didn’t feel that way. I had to be very careful, very conscious of my state of being; Mistress said she’d try to twist and change me, and with Corruption inside her, she knew exactly how to do it. “Astrid!” Mistress called jovially, a young, naked succubus on her arm, “How are you feeling?” “Tired, Mistress.” I smiled blissfully, savoring the hot, sticky seed covering my naked body, and then chastising myself for enjoying it. “I bet,” Mistress smiled, brushing crusted strands of hair from my face, “you had such a big day, didn’t you?” “Yes, Mistress.” I sighed, peeling myself from the table top. I began to feel the disgust of my situation coming back to me, and I welcomed it; some of that old, Iona pride was still in me. I had the sudden and visceral need to take a bath, to wash the day from my body and forget it all; forget the shame, forget the ecstasy, forget the way I acted, and forget the way I thought. “Justina, would you mind cleaning Astrid off?” Mistress said to the woman on her arm, poking her in the ribs, “You look like you could use a meal.” “Thank you, Mistress.” Justina smiled, climbing atop the table and eyeing the filth that covered me with hungry eyes. “Astrid, this is Justina, my long-lost cousin,” Toys Mistress said, gesturing to the succubus crawling toward me, “she’s going to be like... your Brunette roommate. You and she are about the only two people I can really trust right now, so I want you two masturbation to get along.” “She’s a succubus, Mistress,” I said, placing a foot atop the woman’s hair to stop Solo her, trying to keep her skin from touching me, “how will I be of any use to you if I’m the mindless slave of another?” “Oh, I already broke her in,” Mistress said, hefting her pants with some pride, “I control her seduction now. Hell, I control her everything now, which is why she’s so damn trustworthy. Let her clean you off, and then put your armor back on. We’re going to visit an old friend of mine.” Willowbud walked back to her gang, leaving me alone with Justina. Grunt, Gronk, Flendian and Hacksaw all laughed and drank and stole leering glances at me, and I had the conflicting urges of either smiling back or bashing their skulls in. Instead of doing either of those things, I cast my eyes on the succubus girl, slowly licking her way up my legs with her forked tongue. To a Valkyrie, a succubus was lower than dirt. They were creatures without morals or codes, creatures who would do anything and everything to feed their bottomless hedonism. And yet, according to the highest authority in the world, the goddess of rock and stone, Justina was my equal. It’s fitting, really, my conscience chastised me, after what you did earlier. “Well,” I sighed, relaxing on my elbows, “I suppose we should get to know each other.” “Mmmm.” Justina replied, completely lost in her lustful feeding, her tongue working past my knees, and up my thighs. ——— Morgan watched them for a moment, unsure if the two small knives she had tucked in her boots could withstand fighting five soldiers. As we took our seats, the main entrance door slid open and revealed a stunning Twi’lek woman, whom I recognized as the one in the invitation I had received. No one can take me without quite a few being destroyed. I couldn’t miss this opportunity and delved down to suck on Jarrod’s huge black bald balls as I fingered Debbie’s hole. And besides, even if you have a flat chest, I can still play with these.” I moved my hands under the water to her breasts and started tickling her nipples. They stopped and starred at us. Nevertheless Toys by the time Michael finally rang the doorbell, Laura was too flushed and sweaty to think about the fact that she had Erica's cunt juices smeared on her face, or register the fact she'd been masturbating for the last fifteen minutes. Her silky bush masturbation rubbed against my clit and labia, adding more delight to the pleasure. Just walk out right now and retreat back to the safety of my room. “Oh, that's hot!” Candice moaned. “Uh, sure,” I said. Well…" she continued, "He can watch then." Since I was now in position, Buck began to thrust his hips from down below and continued rubbing Linda's tits. On the third attempt the egg popped out and fell on the floor. His prick slid in easily, thanks to the oil, but her vaginal clasp on his penis was firm and unyielding. She then lifted her leg, straddling herself over him and lowered herself onto his cock; she was so wet that she just slid onto him, impaling herself onto his full length with no trouble at all. She brings her hand back to support herself on all Brunette fours and starts grinding again. What Solo can I do? Curiosity caused him to open her door, to see who she was talking to, to find out why she was crying. Any ideas how you are going to pay her back?” I licked my lips, this naughty delight surging through me. They were all so cute in their own ways. Gina hadn't enjoyed one single bit of it but should she say that or lie and say yes? Mom- Why? Once we were done drying each other, she took me by the small tits hand, out to the bedroom.