Sagemore nodded to a confederate, who quickly pulled the depleted Casia to her feet and shoved her over a table. The lord stepped forward and slapped her ass. “Have it, gents, all of you. Just in case she thinks she suffered enough, she’ll learn that she needs to suffer more.” He left her to the ravenous wolves who were ready for the next abuse.
The first man approached, c**k exposed, arrow straight and high. He slathered the head with butter, moistened Casia’s anus and lunged. She cried softly; the spear was thick and long, driving deep into her belly from behind. He grasped her body as he f****d her, mauling her at will, reaching around to twist her n*****s. Casia lurched forward, clutching the far side of the table and hung on as the erection widened the channel and her body eventually
