Half-naked and resting between my legs; it wasn’t a good look. “Your captains are probably getting the wrong idea.” I grunted, trying to push Bianca upright. “No, they’re not.” Bianca muttered, and a thrill ran up her spine, accompanying the deepening flush of her cheeks. “What are you talking about?” I said, cautiously looking down at her. “Her Eminence, Tera Autumnsong would tease me relentlessly, Your Holiness.” Bianca said back, her voice wavering, but her eyes not, “When you were not watching, she would take great delight in making me uncomfortable, mostly about my feelings toward you.” “Bianca, stop.” I said firmly. Tera’s and Justina’s deaths weighed almost as heavily on my mind as Willowbud’s. “I do not mean to besmirch her memory.” Bianca said softly, “I only mean to relay a piece of wisdom she gave me. She told me, ‘Black Beauty, repression does something dark to a woman’s desires. You will find that the very tool you use to guard your honor, will be the undoing of it.’” Bianca’s breathing was fast on her lips, “And so it has come to pass for me, for my mind has twisted itself in horrendous knots, and I do not pov know what to do!” “Bianca, what are you…” I trailed off, and looked at the position she’d put herself in. It must’ve been utterly humiliating for her to have her soldiers see her in such a comprising state. Absolutely… shameful. I had inadvertently done to Bianca what Willowbud had done to Astrid, and I hadn’t even lifted a finger. “I have indian always led by example.” Bianca whispered, her brown irises topping her eyes, the pupils dilated with desire, “I have built my reputation painstakingly for decades, never making a misstep, always following the codes. Now, with Ofan on the doorstep of annihilation, I must lead my warriors to betray themselves.” “You need to repopulate.” I muttered, the realization dawning in both of my heads. “It is a great dishonor to have more than one child, but it must be done. We must forsake our oaths, and open our legs!” Bianca moaned the words now, female “This generation of the Ofanian Guard will be a black mark on our history. We will be known as oath-breakers, revelers, and hedonists, no better than succubi! Our descendants will curse our names and the names they bear, for they will be the names of disgraceful whores!” Bianca spoke with a husky voice, each condemnation of herself and her people arousing her more, until she was Hairy squirming with the pleasure of her own shame. Her hands clutched the grass, her back arched from me, and her wings spread wide, catching the setting sun. “We will give ourselves to you, if you so desire.” Bianca’s voice was dripping, “We will lay with men of your choosing if you wish to see us violated. We will lay with each other if you wish to see us violate each other. For we will be the disgraced generation,” Bianca closed her eyes and licked her lips, “so we may as well fall all the way.” I was about to grant Bianca her wish, and give all of Towerhead and the Ofanian Guard a show, when a sound like Housewife thunder crashed through the hills. Interlude Four: Heaven PETRANUMEN “ With the help of civilization’s greatest minds, Vitanimus and Joy created a window to the limbo between the astral and spiritual planes. They used concepts and formulas that had to be written in volumes so large they filled libraries, but from that torture of numbers, they cracked the code. I had been left out of this, for Joy and Vitanimus no longer trusted me. We would only meet when wearing the masks we indulged in, and through that medium, we made a mockery of the love we once had. When we parted, I was left wracked with the guilt of what I had done to our love, and soon, that amateur guilt began to fester. I could not bear the feeling, and Corruption relieved me of it, so I began to wear Corruption even after my bouts with Vitanimus and Joy. Then I just never took it off. Our passions grew more perverse, devolving with our deteriorating relationship until blood had to be drawn for lust to be compelled. It was on one such occasion, when I was readying myself by chaining my arms and legs to a fireplace, that Vitanimus and Joy came to me in earnest. “Take that off, Petranumen.” Vitanimus said from across the hall. “Strip me of it.” I hissed, bending my body in an enticing manner. It had been millennia since I had seen him without a mask, and it disturbed me. Growing up for me was very difficult. ‘I am sorry maa. There was a long silence as they gazed into each other’s eyes. I'm....I'm cumming again!" “Sure, I hate to invite ourselves, but they have been so persistent.” He said. He called for Jeremy. Lily's hand gripped the back of Carna's as a fragile smile crossed her face beneath the mask that hid it. Gina thought, Housewife “Damn, he keeps clicking off the boxes of the man I want to be with.” Tina's heart sank she would not get to sleep in the spare bed. Her mouth was hot and eager on mine. “Ahhhh, that’s one tight little whore you got here.” “Mind if I swing by?” she queried. Her laughing was loud, Then Sit Tiger, and she pulled him away, I was a little indian uncomfortable with him sitting watching me Hairy on all fours, but slowly my attention went to Sue who had just placed my meal on the floor in front of me. my face must have told her i wasn't happy the way this game was going, but she ignored me and started eating her 's, glancing at me and ordering me to eat like the bitch i was, “So nice to see my two-favorite people in the world hugging and not fighting.” Mom notices Stacey’s teary face as she comes closer. "Well I'm not sure, what do pov you suggest?" She felt amateur shocked anew at what her eyes saw, knowing it was true but unable to come to terms with it rationally. In a flash, Paul grabbed the underside of Leah’s knees and reared her up so that her knees where practically by her ears and her pussy was spread as much was physically possible. No way are you female ever going to tell anyone what you’ve just done to me! Which means I get away with my gangbang, too! A futa!” I could hear Gene laughing but he quickly stopped and I could hear a soft growling inches from my ear. "Maybe a hammer?" He quickly tied Jessica’s ankles. “Stop, Dad!” I said, gripping the handle, waiting for the pain. “What’s wrong?” I heard her ask timidly, but I couldn’t find the energy to answer. He sat his empty glass on the counter, as did Suzy.