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She was immediately netted by orcs in the Droktin Pass.” I felt a ping of sadness as Drask’s words came flooding into my mind, and the tears began to film on my eyes. I brushed them away before Freydis could see them. “That’s awful.” I muttered. “It worked in her favor,” Freydis sighed, shifting against the tree she was resting on, “as all things seem to with Astrid. I raced after her once I heard the news of her capture, and I found the slave cart she’d been hauled in, melded to a massive cube of obsidian that could’ve only been made by one man.” “Did it have a fist sticking out of it?” I asked. Freydis raised her eyebrows, and nodded. “My father took me to see the exact thing,” I chuckled sadly, “small world.” “It sounds like you have a story to tell me, Bound One.” Freydis said, her eyes searching. “I’m Princess Lucilla Fritari of the elven empire and my father is an insane tyrant,” I replied tersely, not wanting to tread on still-open wounds, “that’s pretty much it. Please continue.” Freydis puffed out her cheeks, her eyebrows raised. She seemed to mull that revelation over for a moment, then inclined her head, nodded, and continued. “I searched far and wide for Astrid and The Earth Former,” Freydis continued, “until I came upon more evidence of the god’s activities on The Gratoran Wall;” Freydis frowned for a moment, “a statue of my own daughter, arched in the throes of great lust, complete with the act big ass of her fornication carved perfectly between her stone legs.” “Sounds like they became pretty fast friends.” I giggled. Freydis did not share in my amusement. “The Iona Guard has vows that prohibit such things,” Freydis said, “a winged-warrior is to have sex only once MILF in her life, and only to bear a daughter. We believe that putting oneself beneath another for pleasure is a weakness, and a warrior cannot afford weakness.” “But how many warriors get a chance to sleep with a god?” I laughed, “Isn’t there some clause in your contract that makes exceptions for a divine fuck?” Freydis eyed me with a stern frown, and then broke into a smile. “I suppose you are right, Bound One,” she Big Tits chuckled, “were I a younger woman, raging with lust, I’m sure I would’ve fallen prey to the temptation of bedding a divinity. Still,” she smiled slyly to me, “I’m not exactly pleased that everyone south of the Droktin Pass gets to see a statue of my daughter getting plowed.” I burst into laughter, my mirth unusually strong in the wake of the day’s events. I laughed until Big Boobs my stomach hurt and tears welled in my eyes, and Freydis’s sonorous laugh accompanied mine. We shook together until the sighs of dying merriment fell from our mouths, and Freydis continued her story. “So, I traveled south along the Gratoran Wall, until I came upon a great heap of smoldering ruins.” Freydis’s mirth left her, and her frown creased her cheeks once again, “Their wreckage is the reason I’ve traveled to Arbortus. The Earth Former, it appears, has some quarrel with the nymphs, as he levelled their entire colony in the Tentigo Tropics.” “Holy shit,” I whispered, feeling my heart drop, “that’s terrible.” “It is a terrible thing,” Freydis nodded, “I worry after my daughter, but if she has sworn her allegiance to him, which I’m sure she has, then there is nothing to be done. I can only wait for her and her charge to come to Arbortus, if his quarrel with the nymphs extends this far. If not, then I have no idea where they’ve gone.” “Would you follow him?” I asked, “The Earth Former? If he demanded your servitude, would you bend the knee?” “If I am unsworn, then yes,” Freydis replied, “I would gladly bend the butt knee.” “But he’s a monster!” I exclaimed, “He slaughtered an entire colony!” “The gods are still very young,” Freydis said, “and prone to emotionally-charged mistakes. The morality of divinity cannot be compared to the morality of the common man; it would be like comparing your morality with that of an ant’s. Where a normal man might get into a fist fight, a god might destroy a town. It is up to institutions like The Iona Guard to not only serve and obey, but to also advise and guide, to mold the adolescent gods into adults of morals and principles. Astrid is an ideologue, a foolish girl at times, but a good one; I am sure she is working tirelessly to teach The Earth Former how to become a good man.” “Chin-sun, we don’t know if Song was alone or not! He has no lasting power,” she said. I’ve always fuckin’ Big Boobs loved you. I made a couple of traditional stops along the way for food and gas. “HEY, STEVE, I’m HUNGRY!!” leg between my legs and I only kicked at air. “I feel like if he did that as often as you hope, he’d be fired at this big ass point.” I chuckled. Alicia took a deep breath before butt entering his office. “Fuck me,” she heard herself saying, “Fuck that tight ass,” but the man didn’t need much encouragement as he drove into her again and again, his handsome face contorted with pleasure. He let out a sharp laugh. A few minutes later I was pumping my cock as she began to fuck Lisa's pussy. I was out there for less than a half-hour, laying on my back with my eyes closed, when I heard someone say my Big Tits name. The smells and sights of my work there never bothered me much at all, since it smelled no worse, but of another nature, to the smells of the unwashed in my previous family home. This one is even more viscous than its predecessor. < Mr. Merculief, I have learned there is a couple in town from a hostile Elvish community having their base near Caracas. She gave me a questioning look, “Can I?” Wow, such concern. I was a button up dress but all white and then a pair of red and gold heels at the shoe store. “Lucilla, Hatred is younger than Corruption by at least two-thousand years.” I said, “Elves live long lives, but not that long.” We didn’t talk about the shower incident, and apparently no one else did either. I just gave a lustful sigh and replied: "Oh yes, please kiss my pussy, Miss." The first thought entering my mind was, sleeping with her starting now, but out of nowhere I said, "That gives you more than enough time to find a better job." If he’s waiting deliberately I’m gonna absolutely kill him for this. Dad took one cautious step toward me, like he wasn’t sure if I was safe to approach. You give Brooke a run for her money.” I guess I grew up in what most people would call a dysfunctional family. "Oh you tease." By the way, that coveted lower bunk bed used to belong to Bea's older sister. Bet you have.” My MILF nipples poked hard against the fabric. Grey sweater with some school name on it and black yoga pants that I had gotten a nice glimpse of as they first came in and sat down. Mom raised her eyebrows as I sat there squirming.