1. Three Male Slaves, One Mistress


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: crazyhats, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I had to repost this one. &#034Lydia, go take the c***dren outside for a while.&#034 I wave my hand dismissively in their direction, &#034Swimming or something. Just away from here for a while.&#034 Lydia placed her right fist to her left shoulder in a salute and bowed to me. &#034Of course, my Mistress.&#034 Without another word, she herded Runa and Lucia, my two adopted daughters, out the door. I knew she would be ample protection for them, as I listened to her armor clank, as she walked away with the c***dren. After they have left the house, I walk around to the main dining hall and find one of my male slaves, Falkren, playing the lute and singing a song. I listen for a bit, his melodious voice echoes throughout the hall. When he is done with his song, I applaud, which makes him turn towards me. I walk in his direction, and say in a low voice, as to not be heard by others, &#034Very good, Falkren. I am of need of your …&#034 I hesitate, trying to think of an appropriate phrase &#034let's say… services. There is something I need you to do, for me. Meet me in my bed chamber in a few minutes, while I get the others. I will tell you what I need you to do once I have gathered them there as well.&#034 Falkren does the same formal salute to me, as Lydia had done, and says, &#034At once Mistress.&#034 He gently places his lute by the fireplace and quickly leaves the room. I practically purr to myself, as I watch his retreating back. 'Oh, yes,' I think to myself. 'This is going to ...
    be wonderful.' I laugh a small evil laugh, as I continue on to the armory. I can hear Eric banging some metal on an anvil before I reach him. He puts the hot metal in water, and is engulfed in a cloud of steam. I watch for a bit, as those big Nordic arms, glistening with sweat, pump the bellows, making the forge fire hotter. It takes a bit before he notices me, with a start. &#034M.. Miss .. Mistress?&#034 he stutters, as he gets over his surprise. He formally salutes, as he apologizes, &#034I'm sorry, Mistress! I didn't know that you were there! Do you… Do you need new armor? A weapon perhaps?&#034 he asks, still flustered at my sudden arrival at his side. I chuckle softly, as I come closer to him. My long nails gently rake over his muscled arm, &#034Eric, I am in need of your services. Meet me upstairs in my bed chamber. I need only people I can trust.&#034 Eric nodded his head silently, a hard look on his face. &#034I will be there shortly. There is just one more person I need to get.&#034 He formally saluted me and strode off. I felt a small pang of guilt about the way I was going about this, especially with Eric. He is a good armorer. One of the best. My blades can slice through a bandit's neck like it was butter. 'Oh well,' I think to myself. 'I will make it up to him shortly. Besides he is a slave and he has to do what I tell him to do anyways. What do I care what he thinks?' I rub my hands together with glee, as I think what is about to happen. 'Hehe! I can't wait!' ...
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