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Mitch turned and went back inside as his guinea pig began to dress. Ariela leant forward on the intricately carved table, a map of her new Empire etched into the wood, painted and polished, the surface so intricate as to show the curves, valleys hills and mountains of the land. It lay scattered with figures indicating the spread of her forces, her minions, thin across the towns and cities she now owned and was, apparently, struggling to control. “Would you care to explain to me, General Atrin, why I cannot continue my conquests and why my teen armies are spread as thinly as they are?” she spoke in a soft gentle tone, but one that was obviously masking a deep fury, her eyes flickering from the map of her land up to the meek looking General who, after so easily switching sides from Belind to her, had, to her surprise, served her with a surprising competence and loyalty, the only two aspects that meant he was not currently a smear on the far wall. “My Queen, the towns and cities require a very high level of policing, only the er, nature of the troops in your army keep them in check. Without those creatures I fear many of the cities would be in open japanese rebellion against you.” He explained, his voice calm and professional, though Ariela noted a single bead of sweat trickle down from his hair. She liked Atrin. Clever and professional but utterly terrified of her, which was typically how she liked her subordinates. Those without the japan sense to fear her often ended up wishing they had, often becoming a bleak reminder to the rest, a grim example. He wilted under her prolonged glare, but she let it relent and nodded, “I see. I thought my treatment of Belind would’ve shown them their place, my dominance. Why didn’t that happen?” He cleared his throat, knowing he was treading on thin ice, “The Royal family, uh, worthless fetish as they were, my Queen, were beloved by the people. As news of your humiliation of Belind at your glorious coronation spread the people weren’t, as you hoped wisely, cowed into submission. Instead, it seems to have um… Incensed them somewhat.” “This is much unlike you General.” He felt cold, “Apologies, my Queen, how is this unlike me?” “Usually when you bring me bad news like this you have the sense to offer me solutions first. To keep my mood in check. Are you telling me you cannot see stripping a solution to this mess?” She waved a hand dismissively across the map, as if every soul it represented was something he should easily be able to clean up at her beck and call. I grabbed the magazine from the trash and thumbed through it again. The one that counted in our hearts. They both need full access cards with full time monitoring, she said on your desk Daddy. Time to get serious… Now that I’m here I need to put in some hard work. Here was a complete stranger claiming my willing ass and all I wanted was more of it. pinch, just to test the waters. They told of kids killed outside of their classrooms plus other kids not in cover. Maybe I need to explain that the school was originally built round about the turn of the 19th / 20th century. It was far to big. We never knew our Dad because Mom divorced him when we were very young. I spread my lips just enough to slid the tip in my mouth. “Yes, thank you, she’s just practising for play that she’s in. She plays the part of a girl that fakes illness to get money out of people. “Daisy?” Isaac asked. Her dusky face twisted stripping with pleasure. Sometime around two o’clock, the DJ began to pack his gear, and most couples began to make their way out of the great hall. “What you’re doing is illegal and it misrepresents the school.” "Her own little sister, Hayley! “Do I really, though?” I knew this particular japan couple was teen kinky but a slave action they could invite me to? My pussy ached and my writhing just increased my need. She ran out of memory on her card, so she needs to come and put our pictures on her computer before we go to the park to do the next set.” Firstly someone else grabbed the young man and secondly a young girl asked me japanese if she could help me. After a quick think I thought ‘what the hell’ and told her that I wanted to try on some lace-up knee high boots. There wasn’t much of it, just a few drops. “I - I, need more of you... “ She stammered. All those students changed. Leanne’s hair was cut a little shorter and Leona had a small birthmark on her neck. As she peddled she felt a fetish tingling in her clit and nipples. Jackie was the youngest of the women, but she was the one that would fetch the best price.