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Alas if things worked out I wouldn't need to restrain myself and I'd have a whimpering bitch beneath me soon enough. Possibly even one of those brunettes that were walking ahead of me. Right now I needed to look into that information then see about the best routes for the army to get to the temple and palace. Next I wanted to cast a few spells on the walls and possibly one or two of the gates. Then I needed to set out for the border. For the spells needed for that part of the campaign were going to be difficult in the limited time I indian had. Three days of chanting in the sacred tongue and we were ready to move. Thank goodness it wouldn't be necessary to use any spells until we got to the capital for I could barely walk now. Though this was going to be necessary in the big picture. Yet at that moment all that I cared about was the horse Prince Daniel was holding for me. Within a couple hours most of our advance forces were across the border with the rest waiting to cross at another point. We had even managed to cut off two cities from evacuating their populations to the capital. Car This proved a benefit to myself for we were able to capture quite a few bitches attempting to flee towards the capital. As we set up camp for the night I began to examine the selection of bitches. Strangely I had a hard time choosing one. Not due to the fact that there wasn't that many attractive bitches amongst them but because I've developed a particular preference in the bitches I raped. I finally settled on this Calvary Captain that had been leading a bunch of merchants. While most of the other were cowering in terror this one was putting up a show of brovado to keep the others from panicking. I knew this couldn't stand so I gave the command for several trips to strip the bitch. I then had them hold the bitch in place as I started the ritual. I always loved how these military bitches suddenly drop the pretense of dignity as soon as one of us transforms. As the men held this bitch in place she was no different. Begging for another bitch to be raped instead of her. She even was volunteering the other escape routes to the capital. Unfortunately for her I didn't care for any of that at the moment. The only thing that mattered to me was getting ahold of her hips. That and the scream she let out when my cock was forced into her pussy. Her ensuing sobs with each corresponding trust of my dick was almost as good. Though my knot being forced into her pussy was always the best part of taking a new bitch. Granted for this particular bitch she was to be subject outdoors to another humiliation. Before amateur we finished with her. That was to expose her male subordinates to the transformitve properties of the ritual. Then watch as they then took turns raping her themselves. This left them mostly converted to our cause. Though we preferred to have new recruits take several bitches before we could truly count on them. Thankfully between the bitches they were escorting and those in command of their unit they had several to go through. Meanwhile her and the other bitches were left as whimpering slave bitches practically ready for the auction masturbation block. Plus I was then able hand job to benefit from the regenerative effects of the ritual. She wore a black miniskirt that barely reached half-way hand job to her outdoors knees, emphasizing her long, smooth masturbation legs. Tom kept thinking that Bulldog sure knew how to train indian these young women, she must have used Bertha to fuck Sarah's throat for days. Her eyes fluttering open as a tingling wave of exhilaration spreads out from her lovely breasts. “How do you get out of this thing.” I asked “You’re not afraid of gagging?” Kevin then amateur pointed to the dressing rooms. The thug recoiled back, dazed from the hit. There is Car a free strip in the middle of the body dress, which is going from throat till just direct before her pussy starts. "Sorry." She wondered how high they would get before they exploded. Rachel and two more young women fussed with Shelby’s locks for 30 minutes until she was finished with ribbons and pearls. How did he manage that? I walk into the store and head over to the belt section.