- Just as you agreed with me, noble bitch? “Gyzolina came out from behind a black man,” you knew that he was not a magician, and he had nothing on the spell! You deliberately set me up knowing that I would stay with my nose. And you offer someone to negotiate something with you?

“Listen, you have misunderstood everything, I did ...” but, with a light jump, Gyzolina reduced the distance and slammed the plastic of the tactical glove right over Quinlia’s face. She fiddled and fell to the ground. Listanea screamed in the corner, but did not dare to do something. But the corpulent maid screamed, rushed to the aid of the lady, grabbed a small stool in the jump. However, her screech suddenly broke off in a hoarse manner - the blond warrior reacted instantly and in a lightning jump she was next to the failed savior. A short punch at the bottom, as the end of the jump, sent the maid to the floor. Then the blonde went to the woman writhing on the ground and briefly ordered: “On the stomach, hands behind her back!” worm.

“Noble, I don’t care what you really meant,” continued Gizolina. “You have deceived me, and you will pay for it.” But, first you will be fucked by our new friends with Beal, and then I will play with you. And my advice to you - do not swear at them. Take off your clothes now, herself, until we had to cut your clothes on rags along with your skin.

Quinlia turned her head, trying to find a way out of the situation, when suddenly a razor-sharp dagger struck her face, leaving a red mark on her cheek. She instinctively grabbed the cut cheek and recoiled, and Gyzolina said: “Faster! The eye will be next! ”Realizing that the enemies were not joking, Quinlia began to hastily untie the ribbon of the dress on her back.

The blood dripped from the cheek on the dress, and then, when the dress fluttered to the floor — onto the sloping round shoulders, a large full chest with dark halos around large nipples. A drop of blood, rolling in the hollow between the breasts, ran down a slightly plump belly, ran around the navel and disappeared into the fair-haired curls on the pubis. Quinlia stood in front of her offenders, holding her cheek with one hand, trying in vain to cover her chest, and closing the crotch with the other. Despite not young age - she was 35 years old - Quinlia remained a stately and beautiful woman. And it is quite possible that after the death of her husband, she could marry again - at least men expressed sympathy for her more than once. They could not afford more because of the extremely severe punishment for extramarital affairs.

The black man approached her and said, with difficulty pronouncing the words: "On your knees." “Please, I beg you” - Quinlia prayed, trying to get at least something for herself. However, a sharp blow to the knee with something hard made her fall. The woman screamed loudly, feeling the pain in the patella and immediately a new blow to the face with a belt from the strange weapons of the aliens cut off her sound. The woman knelt, lowered her head, looking at his feet. A strong push to the back of the head made her fall into her arms. She tried to rise, but a powerful hand pressed her to the ground, forcing her to pop her ass up. Quinlia whined softly.

Meanwhile, someone else came up behind. She felt rather than heard any fuss about her charms exposed. Suddenly something touched her.She instinctively jerked and immediately screamed from a powerful blow to the buttock.

- Do not twitch, stand still! - she heard the team and immediately felt a hard hot member, who began to enter it. Gathering all her will into a fist, she stifled a desire to break free and clenched her teeth. It was very helpful - the member was big enough, and she was hurt. However, she had no choice. The man behind her moved calmly, but rhythmically. His huge dick hammered her, and her body began to react, which scared her even more than the fact of rape.

A woman who married at least once, could not enjoy sex. A special magic rite that burned out all sensitivity in the confused zone was performed by the magician one month after the wedding. A woman for life had to remember only one pleasure - that which her husband delivered to her. And if there was none, it was the problem of the woman herself. For magicians it was more important to take away the desire to change from a woman. They would have taken him away from men, but then a man could not use his nature for its intended purpose - the continuation of the race. Therefore, it was not lucky for women in the first place, and men only had to be intimidated by the terrible punishment for this crime - castration and slavery.

However, Quinlia has also inflated fate. She just seduced a magician who was supposed to take away her sensations. He, knowing full well that he had committed a crime punishable by death (extramarital sex with a married woman was a matter of jurisdiction, and for the magician a deadly adventure), of course he was silent. And for the rest of her life she hid that her innermost bud swelled with moisture at the sight of powerful warriors, male muscles, muscular male bodies. Unfortunately, her lawful husband did not belong to any of the above categories, she was weak and fast in bed, and therefore she did not particularly have respect for him. Perhaps this inability to get a crane in the sky when there were not enough tits in the hand was one of the main reasons for her so cruel behavior towards her husband.

Now, when a huge warrior squeezed her hips and thrust his hot cock into her, her nature demanded retribution for all the past time. She perfectly controlled her muscles and vocal cords, but after a couple of minutes of movements, her bosom characteristicly sank, not only not resisting, but even invoking the powerful rod of the abuser. Quinlia's resentment even made tears on his face.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the room, the dwarf approached Listanein, cowering in a corner. She looked at him in a frightened way, knitting to her chest like a shield. Beal smiled and walked very close to the girl.

“You never broke your evil on me, you never beat me, you didn't scoff.” I even remember once defended me from Glian. Do I have anything to keep on you evil?

- Beal, I ...

“Yes, Listaine,” the dwarf's voice suddenly became harsh and prickly, “did you know that Quinlia killed my father?” Did you know they send me to die? Knew that Quinlia wants to make Gliana the ruler of the Cold Cliff! You knew all this and did not warn me, my sovereign!

“Yes, I knew, but in fact ...” Listeyna stopped, cringing even more and shaking in sobs.

- Do you know what is necessary for betrayal, Listeyna?

- Sorry Sorry sorry! I did not want! I was scared! I could not! - the girl closed her eyes and finally fell into hysterics.

- Well, there will be. Can I consider you a traitor? And what if I am mistaken, and you just made silence? May I believe that you are true to me, my lord? Who am I to you? - The dwarf put his hand on the girl's hair. She shuddered and looked agitated in his eyes.

- I did not want evil! Forgive me ... my lord! - knowing full well that this is her chance, perhaps the last, Listejna tried to beg forgiveness. And there - come what may.

The dwarf moved closer and unzipped his pants. His already slightly swollen member was in the very face of a girl who was leaning on her elbows. She stared in amazement at the male nature and heard the order from above: "Take it in your mouth." “They will execute me!” She sobbed and suddenly heard the cry of her mother.There, on the other wall, the big guy poured onto Quinlia's back, and now another has entered it. It seems that his penis was thicker, and the inconsolable widow experienced some discomfort.

- Listaine, if you are not faithful to me - just say so. I will give you to entertain my soldiers, ... Read more →