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THE THREE SLAVE GIRLS
A Tale of Zhor
By Overlord
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Faz's stables girls were soon bought; A woman now, she liked them naught. She had heard them giggle At her ripe, sexy wiggle. They didn't fare well, being caught. The male Fazar had been enhanced; The girls he made love to all blanched. The drives he'd enjoyed Faz kept, though de-boyed; In bed, "she" dreamed of being lanced. By the time that the contract was written, The buyer with Faz had been smitten. The lord could not rest Till he touched Fazar's breast As a collared and branded sex kitten. |
| He hired abductors to seize her; To be carried from home didn't please her. Well-bound Faz was taken To the city of Daikon, Where dwelled the strong male who'd unfreeze her. It shocked the girls to see Faz now booty, A tied-up and fetching slave beauty. Realizing her fate, The two couldn't wait To see Faz perform naughty duty. By a blacksmith the new girl was branded; The words she used on him were candid. The pair felt elation At her degradation; Their ex-master's throat had been banded. |
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They drove her to bath with a switch, Then off to Lord Lors sans a stitch. He grinned with delight At this much-longed-for sight; It made him feel much more than rich. Into his silks he'd soon rolled her; With skill he lustily brolled her. She wanted to hate it, But instead felt elated; The glories of hentt did enfold her. The next time they brolled Fazar yielded; Her joy at his balm was what sealed it. With the goddess' permission Faz attained ignition, Enslaved by the lance her lord wielded. |
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