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My tail twitched. What a strange thing to pray for the dead. “He will be accepted, Carsina,” Princess Ava said. She had a soft smile on her lips, the morning sun highlighting the red in her light hair. She hugged the trembling girl. Then she broke away. “He was a good man,” Master said, his voice soft. He gave the journeyman a nod and she shivered, looking down at her Master's tomb. My head cocked. I breathed in, parsing through all the scents in the air: the perfume of flowers, earthy loam, the musks of my husband and wives, the confused welter of emotions pouring off of Carsina. It spiced the world my nose sensed. An owl hooted as I sorted through them, my tail swaying back and forth as I crouched in my armor of banded, leather strips. My family filtered out of the garden when it was over, Kora clinging to our husband, Aingeal and Ava holding hands, my fellow sex slaves leaning on each other. Carsina, however, stayed staring at her master's tomb, rubbing her hands on her leather work clothes. I inhaled through my nose, my ears twitching as I processed jap the riotous aromas of her emotions. I padded towards her, my tail going rigid behind me. A purr rumbled in my throat. I stopped by her, seeing her trembling, her face set. I breathed in the tang of resolve. I cocked my head, staring at her smooth face. The sunlight painted across the bluish face. The sapphire tinging her pale skin gave her such an exotic cast to her delicate face, her cheekbones fragile and graceful. “You want to come with us,” I said. Carsina nodded her head, her fists clenching, her face hardening. Her eyes bored down on the tomb. “I think you know what that means.” Carsina shot her gaze to me. Her brow furrowed, her vibrant-red hair dancing about her face. Her ruby eyes almost glinted in the sunlight. “I've seen you looking at Master,” I said, giving her a sly smirk. Her cheeks darkened to a deeper blue, a lovely azure. Her eyes shot down to her feet. She shifted, rubbing her hands together. I loved the scent wafting off of her. "I was wondering when you'd get here. I heard him snicker, I looked at him. She asked if I could be patient with her and of course I was more then happy to comply. She got up and walked across the living room towards the bathroom. Ryan said the right thing, Daniel took it fairly well, all things considered. “We need another bet.” She had pushed the shirt up out of her way and now, was squeezing and twisting at jap her nipples. Mow fuck me the way you’ve always wanted to.” It wasn't that she wanted to pet them like you pet someone’s dog, it was that she was curious as to their outfits. None of what she said registered to me at all. “You like that?” Michael asked, his finger slipping further into her ass. Linds was feeding me her watery nipples when Liz worked the toy in her rectum. She just keeps her nose to the proverbial grindstone and works as a slave. Ah, I wanted to stay in those big strong arms forever, so warm, loving me enough to rescue me. “You saved the best for last!”, she chuckled and went back to work. It was about four months later when out of the blue on a Thursday evening Bobby received a call from Summer. I didn’t hear from Amy over the summer, which is not unusual for students, even ones whose project I’m advising. She asked. I’ve got the mental profiles of tons of women that’ve been raped downloaded into my memory, and have been raped myself. The girl’s faces had a mixture of disbelief and jealousy. What other secrets of imbuing had the priests of Krab shown her? As the cameraman leaves Jake calls out, "Hey, you know how she like her eggs? Try as I might, I only got a glimpse of her ass as she pulled her pants up. “Oh my God Mum, I can see why you are so happy anymore. “Of course he is. He's my brother and...” Her forehead furrowed. It was the best. Daddy mentioned that.”