02-09-2009, 06:56 AM
The slave obediently nuzzled against the pat and backed away once her existence was no longer required. "Thank you master." She said with a bow. "I am unworthy to be praised by you." Then Drema was punched, and indeed it seemed to knock her out, though as she was lifted into the air, her right breast uncovered, her left hardly concealed and her pussy hidden only behind a leather thing, she moaned softly from the pain and her half open, glazed over eyes could only watch as they marched right to the large wooden entrance of her base. There were five guards standing guard, They looked puzzled, over at the caravan of slaves until the spotted their master being held up and defeated by tentacles. Two retreated inside, three stayed to fight.
