JD's bazaar

[doe.1971]

Despite her vain attempts to stoicism, when Triss made it back to the dungeon she needed to be carried. The long walk back proved to be too much for the exhausted sorceress. She only need rest now. Sleep, a lot of sleep. But first, dammit, the sexual gratification for the lard tub ...

[doe.1971]

The lard tub was actually more accommodating than expected. He took her to the guards' quarters and emptied his loins standing. The only thing unpleasant was the wide legs position but she can manage. Also the pain where the hot rod made its holes started to subside.

[yyy02]

The lard tub was actually more accommodating than expected. He took her to the guards' quarters and emptied his loins standing....

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Hmm, how come the other guard who helped carry her back wasn't waiting in line, stroking his cock as he anticipated the fucking?
Unless he had something against seconds?

[doe.1971]

Hmm, how come the other guard who helped carry her back wasn't waiting in line, stroking his cock as he anticipated the fucking?
Unless he had something against seconds?

He's in the background, picked a 'clean' slave and push her into the next available bed.

I feel for the dude. Who'd want to put his cock in someone's else semen? Maybe tomorrow, after Triss has a chance for a bit of cleaning at the ladyship.

[doe.1971]

Rework.

[LLL]

Hmm, how come the other guard who helped carry her back wasn't waiting in line, stroking his cock as he anticipated the fucking?
Unless he had something against seconds?

He's in the background, picked a 'clean' slave and push her into the next available bed.

I feel for the dude. Who'd want to put his cock in someone's else semen? Maybe tomorrow, after Triss has a chance for a bit of cleaning at the ladyship.

Luckily there were more slaves available. Otherwise they could have picked a smaller table and he could have availed himself of the opposite end.

Always if this version of Triss is not inclined to bite.

[doe.1971]

Luckily there were more slaves available. Otherwise they could have picked a smaller table and he could have availed himself of the opposite end.

In societies where slavery was the primary mean of production, there were always more slaves than free men/women. In Sparta, for example, there were 8...10 slaves to one citizen.

Only in the US the ratio was reversed but that was mainly because the supply was tight, made worse by British Navy interdicting slave transportation across Atlantic from 1808 onward.

[wulf]

Rework.

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A very simple scene, but soooo very erotic... getting a very high eom reading. Beautifully done JD, and thanks for sharing.
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[doe.1971]

[doe.1971]

A bit ahead in the narrative.

Following the full payment of the ransom for their safekeeping, the chatty girls eagerly boarded a cart that would transport them northward out of Ophir. The journey to Stygga castle in Ebbing was uneventful, with some of the women braving the oppressive heat inside the covered cart while others preferred the open air and the harsh sun.

As they passed through Korath desert, Sheela attempted to protect the heavy metal rings from the unbearable heat by shielding them from direct sunlight. Ciri, accustomed to the desert from her previous adventures, remained unfazed by the extreme temperatures. The rest of the group sought refuge in the shade, dreaming of the moment when a skilled blacksmith would help them remove the metal that was impeding their casting abilities.