Ronja struggled to come up with anything to say, but she was really at her wits end. Her brother did actually know she had fucked master before since desi he had freed her from the bondage gear afterwards. Watching her perform on the tape was bound to give him new ideas and Ronja could imagine no way to avoid it. Numbly she sat down by her desk and started with her homework. She better have as much finished as she could before her brother came for sex, she really doubted he would settle for a quickie. What could possibly the ghost porn have written on the note? It was only a matter of time until she learned the answer. End of chapter 6 Did you like what you read? Do you have ideas for what should happen now? “Form an orderly queue! She’s not going anywhere until you’ve each had a go!” Clanged the announcement that Brigitte’s one-stop-shop spread legs were open for business. At that, a scuffle erupted behind her. Helpless to whatever outcome with her body caught up in the ropes and her pasty, nordic white girl booty on offer, Brigitte Lindholm could do nothing but hang there and listen. Pushing and shoving, growling and snarling, and sunny fervent bickering was all Brigitte could use to gauge just how fucked she was – naturally, in more ways than one. From behind her, she could hear numerous bodies sliding marie their way into the practice ring-turned-venue for Brigitte’s publicly humiliating comeuppance. Sounds of animalistic grunts flooded the cramped space as an innumerable amount of village men lining up to have their recompense tousled over the order of the queue. Brigitte began flipping back through the rolodex of her memory to try and tally up the number of limps, bruises, and bloody noses she had caused over the past week. In an attempt to use her engineer’s mathematical brain in a way she never expected to, Brigitte tried to estimate how long it would take her to fuck her way back into good standing in the eyes of the people of this rural hamlet, and of lady Justice. Unsurprisingly, the prospect of getting their cocks wet inspired a positively democratic formation of a ‘hierarchy of cumdumping,’ of sorts, after the initial kerfuffles were sorted. As she hung there on the ring ropes, Brigitte started to consider the implications on world peace and prosperity that this brought. Unable to do much besides bounce on her restraints, the wily nord opted to try and diffuse the situation with her words, rather than her fists – or, hopefully, japan her ass. “Look, I single-handedly overthrew the raiding party that had taken over your village! I know that I wasn’t being a particularly good ‘shield,’ when I was using you all as punching bags, but be reasonable!” blurted the exasperated and defenseless Brigitte. There was a pregnant pause in the room, and the idle footfalls pushing down on the springy training ring floor ceased. Brigitte darted her eyes side to side, unable to see anything going on behind her, but thought for a moment that maybe, somehow, the men would see reason. It’s not like she wouldn’t honor her promise – she had given her word, after all – just perhaps not all at once here in the ring? “Look at that! The carpet does match the drapes!” exclaimed a voice who Brigitte presumed to belong to the Bhabhi first swinging dick up to bat and who was standing in between her spread legs. The comment that the furry patch of hair above her pussy was, in fact, red to match her hair’s hue drew out a raucous chorus of hearty laughter that shot through the shoulder-rubbing occupants of the ring. “Fan..” Brigitte swore under her breath. Her Swedish swears tended to slip out in the most trying of times, much to the disappointment of her pappa, Torbjorn Lindholm. 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