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Brock Terdini stood tall and proud before the bowing chieftains of the Ten, his silhouette a display of brute strength and savagery, his flesh steaming. An old shaman recanted some verse in a lost tongue, and the Ten echoed it. With every chant, a new iron was pressed to one of Brock’s limbs, burning the symbol of that clan into his flesh. Then the leader who had pledged fealty would rise, grasp Brock’s forearm, and diminish into the shadows. I was naked and chained to a chair. Before me was April. She was wrapped in a mesh bodysuit that showed everything beneath the netting, her throat collared, Yavara holding the leash. The Dark Queen was encased in leather from sole to chin, her bodacious curves nearly bursting from the lustrous fabric. She watched the ceremony that took place at the center of the courtyard, absentmindedly petting my beloved like a dog. I wasn’t sure if April was anything more. She was on her haunches beside pussy Yavara, her tail swishing behind her, her ears perked up in intense canine interest as she watched Brock Terdini. “April!” I hissed for the fifth time, my throat nearly closed with anguish. For the fifth time, she stared back at me, her head cocked in confusion, her eyes unrecognizing. No… not unrecognizing. They were no longer the violet tinge of succubus poison, but amber as they’d always been, that beautiful shade like maple sap in an autumn morning. And they knew me, they knew every memory, and toon they didn’t care. Yavara glanced down at her dog, then followed her gaze back to me. She smiled just like her sister, her orange irises filled with cruel laughter, her purple-sheened lips quirked to show her teeth. She scratched April behind one blonde canine ear, and April turned her attention from me without a second thought, and leaned into the touch of her torturer. The last iron was burned into Brock’s calf, and the last chieftain rose to grasp the Froktora’s arm. The drumming BDSM stopped, the shaman went silent, and Brock stood alone before the bonfire. “All hail Brock toons Terdini, Froktora of Alkandra!” Yavara announced. “All hail!” Came thousands of voices in response. After laying on the floor in a dreamy afterglow for several minutes, she suddenly startled, sat up, and said aloud, “Doctor Collins won’t like this.” still on my cock. Our noses brushed and teased. As Grace began cleaning her face, Jason entertained himself by rubbing his fat knob in lazy circles around BDSM an exposed nipple, coating it in his spunk, and slowly rubbing it in. “Unhunh,” she breathed. Upon entering I heard moaning, “Unghn, Huck, yesss, yess, unghnmmm.” And during the night, I made love to my girls. He came over to me with a drink in either hand and instead of accepting the drink I grabbed his arse and we started making out. Only once I was done fixing him, he’d be the man I needed him to be. It was still very early in the morning, and toons the world was still quiet and asleep. I never found out what her name was, but I thought of her as ‘A’, because that was the size that I guessed her tits to be (Daisy toon looked to be a ‘C’). Jane watched him take a few steps before heading back inside too. After enjoying her ministrations on my cock for a while, I started to feel my orgasm approaching. Her tongue fluttered through my folds while I moaned into hers. I don’t see where that would be a problem if we were together, either. “Kelly! “Daddy, pussy is that girl poorly?” She gave me her homework, have me a peck on the cheek, and left. “Hmmmm, honey, I did not know, you should have asked me, did I deny anything to my darling son? Shit, even if the rape isn’t mentioned my life is going to be hell. Without her underwear in the way, my hand had more liberty to delve into her pussy, and to seek out her engorged clit. Keith's smell, his kisses, and the warm hardness of his body were becoming too much for her. Regardless, he didn’t change her mind. “Oh yes.” He said. What about me? Normally, he’d be happier than a kid coming home after trick or treating, but he blonde said nothing about the great deal he’d made or future prospects. Tom looked at his wife and admired her beauty.