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Part Five: Setting the Dominoes Chapter Thirteen ELENA “Spin around, Opal, show Sherok your new tat.” I said to my favorite slave as the tattooist finished his work. “ Master’s Little Anal Slut, that’s classy Elena.” Sherok laughed as Opal shimmied big skinny her hips, the fresh ink contrasting her pale backside. “Well, Opal’s such a classy little girl, aren’t you?” I grinned, filling my hand with her supple ass. Opal’s tail curled upward in arousal, exposing her holes. “Not now, Opal.” I said, running a finger down her taint, “You, your mother and your sisters need to get dressed. We have a big day in store for us.” I gave her a parting spank, and watched her go with a fresh handprint on her ass. Opal sauntered away to show her new ink to her jealous sisters and mother. I received many pouting faces from my slaves, all of them aware of my preference. Maybe they’d try even harder to please me next time. “Your turn, Ranger.” The tattooist grunted as he watched my naked slaves bathe in the stream. “What’s that?” I asked, confused. “Brock made you an honorary member of the Terdini tribe this morning.” Sherok said. “And?” “And it is custom for a warrior to tits get a tattoo after their first kill. Brock said you felled two enemies in Ardeni.” I shook my head. “Two rangers, Sherok. I’m already carrying the guilt; I don’t need it etched onto my skin.” “Careful, Elena.” Sherok said, crouching next to me, “Brock and Zander trust you, and that’s enough for me. You brought them,” she gestured to my six slaves, “and that’s enough for most everyone else. But us orcs are a suspicious breed, and if trust tight erodes, orgasm it is hard to rebuild.” “I won’t celebrate killing my own countrymen.” Sherok grabbed my wrist and squeezed. “They are not your countrymen anymore; we are!” She said fiercely. I looked coolly at her, running my eyes over the tattoos that sleeved her muscular body to the chin. “Are all these tattoos representations of your kills?” I asked her Sherok eased her grip on my wrist. “No,” she said, “a Terdini cannot ink themselves until their first kill, but after they’ve been baptized in blood there are a number of tattoos one can earn.” Sherok pointed to her left thigh, where a decapitated head and a basket were inked side by side, “This one is for my first raid, and this one I got because I placed third in the biannual basket weaving contest.” I couldn’t wait to post a blog on the cock pictures page about this new stage of my life. Of course, we were really competing against each other and the men ogled us constantly. It’s just something we’ll figure out later. Movies of that era featuring M-F sex mostly ended with cum shots on the tight female's tits face and tits or big genitals. It turns out that poker is too hard to explain to the girls so, Bill suggests they play high card/low card strip. Make baby in me!” Her relief was short lived when she heard man's or woman's best friend in this orgasm case enter through the doggy door and move toward her. Now that was unusual for her to do. My chair creaked as it moved beneath me. My pussy juices trickled down my thighs, soaking my fiery bush. “I’m off, see you at home dad, if I’m still there when you return.” Holly left in a foul mood, leaving Matt with Laura and the delectable Megan plus young Amy to be looked after. He felt a brief touch of wonder. “Well,” he said slowly, still wondering if this was a trap of some sort, “I’m so tired, I was planning on pulling into a field entrance soon and catching some sleep. She let out a cry as the knot pulled on her pussy, her eyes watering. A cape is flung over her shoulders "Wait, Djall is also believed to be Dionysus, the Greek God of fertility, religious ecstasy, ritual madness, and wine making. Cole's kept his eyes fixed on her, and remembered the last time they had a hot night of sex. Not by accident, but purposely touched her there. She calls her flustered servants forward, and they supply her with fresh ammunition. I knew he was right. Not to test it, but to feel the pressure increase around the soles of your feet, and ankles, to which your wrists are bound. Were you wearing a strap-on under your pants or is that thing real?! They had come down to Mexico to reconnect and relax before the start of the new school year. “Exactly,” Anael purred. “Again,” he says. " I just told you no talking you stupid cow." After savouring the moment for a few seconds I returned to pleasuring the cock in front of skinny me. I licked up and down his shaft, each time circling the sensitive ring around the head of his cock. I had not heard anything about a job opening.