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Sif panted heavily, her breasts heaving as the unicorn girl Uni kept her snout pressed between Sif's legs. Sif was a strong white wolf woman with the tip of her tail being jet black. She had her tail curled tightly while sitting on the edge of the bed. She moaned loudly as the pure white Uni sucked on her clit while sliding her middle finger into her. Uni's white mane and tail floated up every time she squirmed her body, her left hand running its fingers on her own womanhood. Sif's strong thighs squeezed Uni as she said, “You're so good at this now." Her blue eyes looked down at Uni who had her starry eyes pressed shut. Sif cried out as she laid back on the bed, her legs wrapping around Uni's head. Sif arched her back as Uni frantically tapped her leg. Sif quickly spread her legs, letting Uni gasp for air. She laughed as she told Uni, “I am so sorry love, you are just getting so good at that."

Uni used her large tongue to clean the end of her snout off then said, “I am happy to please you Sif." She climbed on the bed and bounced on Sif's stomach, “Did I make it up to you?" Sif smiled as she pulled the excited Uni's breasts down to her face. Uni screamed excitedly as Sif rubbed her face in Uni's small breasts while calling out into them.

Sif pulled her face out of Uni's breasts and said, “Yes, you did make it up to me." She slid Uni down to her lap so she could sit up. She nibbled on Uni's ear, “You just need to stop messing the bed little one."

Uni nuzzled Sif and apologized, “I am sorry Sif, I just had the nightmare again."

Sif sighed while smiling, “It is alright love, you have had it very rough." She nibbles Uni's neck playfully as a knock came from the door. Sif ignored it as she whispered, “Even though you made up to me. I think I still want more." The bang came through the door causing Uni to squeak and wrap herself around Sif. Sif laughed and said, “Horses don't squeak, what was that?" She then yelled to the door, “What do you need?" Uni loosened her grip as Ruby entered the room but covered herself embarrassedly as Mr. Strange followed her in.

Sif looked worried as Ruby smiled at Uni and said, “Hey sweetie, why don't you and I have some fun in my room while Mr. Strange and Sif talk." Uni squealed excitedly as she rushed out of the room quickly, pulling on Ruby's hand. The incredibly tall Ruby followed Uni, her ruby red hair following her out of the room.

Mr. Strange shut the door and looked at Sif sternly as he said, “I know about you're the private show you are going to do with Jessabelle Arches." He was a small man with tanned skin covered by a white suite and massive amounts of scars.

Sif looked away angrily as she said, “What of it."

Mr. Strange stamped his cane on the ground angrily, his scared face glaring angrily at her. “She is a massive investor in the palace!"

Sif stood up and screamed, “She is also a slaving monster who murders children!" The two's eyes were locked in an angry battle to test their resolve. Sif nervously trembled as she stared into Mr. Strange's unwavering milky eye. She shook with anger as she said, “Someone has to stop her."

Mr. Strange slammed his cane down again and said calmly, “I can only agree." Sif stopped and looked at his stony face as he said, “That is why I needed to talk to you about your private show." He snarled, “Sit." Sif obediently sat on the bed, covering her increasing arousal at his dominant behavior. He sat down in the corner chair, “You are going to behave like a professional. Be respectful, do the show with her personal slave as if it where any other day." Sif glanced at Mr. Strange's groin as he said, “Then when you are done, lure her into a false sense of security. Convince her to let you dominate her." Sif blinked confused, “Then when she is bound and gagged I wish to speak with her personally. I will have a guard outside the door, send him for me when she is immobilized."

Sif asked, “What do you plan on doing to her."

Mr. Strange tightened his grip on his cane, “I will force her to sign over her inheritance to her brother."

Sif tried to snarl but as Mr. Strange's glared she whimpered, “Then what? Let her go?"

Mr. Strange shook his head, “No, after she signs it all over to her brother what happens to her is up to you." He moved to the door, “But you may not kill her, no matter what you want. She is waiting for you by the way"

Sif smiled cruelly, “I won't, for that is not enough punishment for her." She stood up and rushed to her wardrobe. She grabbed a leather outfit which she put on, her womanhood soaking wet from her conversation with Mr. Strange. She wiped herself off then dressed in her tight outfit, lacing up the front with her breasts exposed through the laces. Next she slipped on the crotch less leather underwear which laced up at the front as well. She threw on a pair of matching boots and rushed out of the room. Sif stopped and opened Ruby's bedroom door. Uni was tied to the bed, red whip marks on her backside as Sif told Ruby, “I forgot I had a show, please make sure to take good care of Uni."

Ruby slapped Uni's backside with the whip, “Don't I always?" She closed the door as Uni whinnied excitedly.

Sif rode the lift down to the bottom floor then rushed past the crowds of people until she reached her work room. She composed herself as she walked into the clean white room with bondage gear hanging from the walls. Sitting in a large padded chair, wearing nothing but a robe was Jessabelle Arches. The woman smiled as she took a sip from a glass of wine. She smiled at Sif and said, “I am excited to see your work up close." She was in her early thirties, skinny, with black hair and brown eyes. Her body was soft as if it had never had even a single second of effort put on it. She tugged on her servant's large fluffy tail and said, “Cannot wait to see what you do to 67 here."

Sif walked over, masking her anger with excitement for punishing Jessabelle. She gently took the servants hand, he was a feminine looking fennec fox with reddish fur. She swiftly ripped off the servant's skirt, causing him to look away with shame as she felt over his humanoid penis. She gently massaged the dangling member and said, “Don't worry, Sif will take care of you." Sif pushed the shorter servant against the wall where she chained his hands up, spread his feet apart, and then chained them as well. The padded cuffs were attached to chains that led to a series of small winches and pulley's which were controlled by a panel on the wall. She ran her tongue up the servant's neck and asked him, “What is my treats name." Sif adjusted the chains causing the servant to be lifted a meter off the ground by his extremities. Sif chained his tail up then spanked him firmly while saying, “What is your name!"

Jessabelle sneered then said, “His number is 67."

Sif gently felt the brand on the back of 67's neck causing him to clench his eyes in fear. Sif pulled his head down and whispered into his long pointed ears. He opened his eyes and looked at Sif with amazement causing her to say, “Yes, and all you have to do is be a good boy and let me work." 67 nodded frantically causing Sif to look back with a forced smile, “See, I can make anyone beg." Sif firmly slapped 67 several times, not being able to remove the smile from his excited face. She squinted her eyes and said, “I will make you cry my name little man."

67 squirmed as Sif started to pull on his nipples with her strong fingers. He closed his eyes as she started to suck on them while biting with her sharp teeth. Jessabelle started to rub her thigh as she said, “Keep punishing him."

Sif looked back and snapped, “The audience does not control the show." Jessabelle held her tongue as Sif lowered 67 closer to the floor then scanned the walls of gear. She stopped and grabbed a boat oar which had its handle shortened drastically. She patted 67's backside causing him to groan nervously. She lifted the paddle and started to spank him slowly. He cried out each time the paddle connected with his round backside. Before she caused any serious damage Sif hung the paddle up. She then said, “Now you were a good boy, so you deserve a little reward."

Sif raised 67 so that he was at the same height as her head. As she slowly kissed the dangling man Jessabelle said, “That was it? Now he gets a reward?"

Sif glared back at Jessabelle and said, “Quiet, or I will end the show." Jessabelle muttered angrily as Sif slid her tongue back into 67's mouth with their lips locked together. He whined as she pulled away and tugged on his ears. Sif moved herself under the dangling man, kissing his body as she worked her way to his soft manhood. She smiled as she nuzzled it with her muzzle playfully. He looked down in fear as she opened her mouth full of sharp teeth. She wrapped her lips around his soft member and started to suck on him firmly. He trembled worriedly as she worked her mouth along his average length. Slowly she started to make him hard, sliding her tongue under his foreskin.

67 panted as his master rubbed herself excitedly while watching Sif use him. Sif slurped as she pulled her mouth off the dangling member then wrapped her tongue around his testicles. She sucked on them firmly, his shaft laying across her face. He panted some more then in a girly voice said, “Sif." Sif wrapped her lips around his member again. She held still, writhing her tongue around his dribbling length. Without warning she started to work her mouth quickly as if milking the hanging man. 67 cried as Sif worked her mouth on him with immense speed. Drool started to run down her chin as she turned her head to the side and worked him from an angle. He continued crying as he called out, “Sif!"

Sif gently tugged in his testicles as 67 squirted into her mouth a few times. Sif spat his cum into a bucket on the ground then moved over to his head. He cried, a massive smile on his face as she lifted his chin. She smiled back and said, “This is what you taste like." She shoved her mouth against 67's and swirled her cum coated tongue against his. 67 gently sucked on her tongue as she pulled her mouth away slowly. She slid her tongue back into her mouth, leaving the panting 67 hanging limply in the air. She looked down at Jessabelle who still worked herself while looking up at Sif. Sif asked, “Is it your turn?"

Jessabelle sucked on her fingers while looking at her dangling servant. She stood up and said, “Yes, I would like to hire you to dominate me." Sif smirked as she threw Jessabelle on the bed aggressively. Sif pulled some gear from the wall and forced the shocked Jessabelle into it. When she was done with her new toy, Jessabelle had her hands cuffed together and her legs where forced open by two bars. One of the bars was attached to her knees by two leather binds while the next one was her ankles. Sif lifted Jessabelle and laid her across the wooden table, attaching her ankle restraints to the table legs. Jessabelle laughed as she said, “Look at me, pretending to be at the mercy of a slave girl."

Sif aggressively tied Jessabelle's restrained hands to the table and snarled, “This is not pretend." Sif forced a ball gag into her victim's mouth then slapped her with all her might. Sif lifted up Jessabelle's face, pressing her thumb into the red spot on her cheek. Jessabelle's eyes went wide as Sif said, “You are mine now, slave." Sif walked over and lowered 67 onto the ground. She wrapped him in a soft towel, kissing his cheek as she said, “Let me get someone to take you." She picked up the little man and carried him out of the room. She handed him to a scarred up human man, “Now you take him to a nice room. Then get a pair of pretty little ladies to clean him off and take care of all his needs." The man nodded and carried 67 off into the Palace. Sif then looked at the two other guards, “You two follow me." The men walked into the room with Sif who positioned them in front of Jessabelle. Sif barked at the men, “Drop your trousers!"

The bull man dropped his pants as the tabby cat man asked, “Why are we doing this?"

Sif slapped Jessabelle again and said, “One of you gets to put it in your former owner." She lifted the brown bull man's long penis and slid her tongue up it in front of her victim. “Maybe this one?" Sif asked the straining Jessabelle. Sif then tugged on the tabby cat man's member covered with small bumps. She kissed the cat man's member and asked, “Or this one?" Jessabelle screamed into her gag as she tried to free herself from the table. Sif sighed and said, “She can't choose," She looked at the men, “Flip a coin or something."

The cat man produced a silver coin and said, “Tails." He flipped the coin in the air, it landing, bouncing several times, and then showed heads.

The cat man groaned as he pulled up his pants. Sif pinched his cheeks, “Don't worry sweetheart, you can go after your long friend here." She kissed the man and said, “Go get Mr. Strange, he wished to be informed once I was done." The bull man looked at the angry restrained woman as Sif said, “Do what you please with her."

He trembled excitedly as he squeezed her soft backside with his hand. He then asked, “What if I knock her up."

Sif tugged on the bull man's horn, “Hey dummy, the wine had one of Ruby's elixirs in it. So you can go wild, use her until you are done." She patted the struggling Jessabelle, “Be as rough as you want, you know she Jessabelle deserves it."

The bull man's eye twitched as he asked, “Is this Jessabelle Arches?"

Sif smiled and slapped her victim's backside, “Oh it is."

The bull man pulled his pants the rest of the way off, his raging member twitching with. He rammed his length inside Jessabelle who screamed into her ball gag. He snorted and said, “You wouldn't remember me." He pulled all the way out, then slammed back into the tight woman. “I am Islero." He tore his shirt open showing the massive brand on his left peck. He slammed himself into her again, “You took my cow from me." He slammed a few more times into her soaking womanhood. “Sent her off to some dammed milk farm." He leaned down and yanked Jessabelle's hair, “But I ended up being a breeder." She tried to pull her legs free as he said, “Now I will show you what I was forced to do all day in front of my master."

Mr. Strange entered the room as Islero started to hump Jessabelle violently. His long member slamming into her depths with each thrust. Mr. Strange looked at Sif and asked, “Do you think she will comply?"

Sif looked at the long black member slamming into the screaming Jessabelle. She bit her lip, “Oh I think she will be more than happy to."

Mr. Strange walked over and sat in a chair Sif offered him, facing Jessabelle who cried as Islero continued his angry rampage. He lifted up a typed letter and spoke over Islero's angry grunts, “This is a letter to your brother. It says that you are going to give up your twenty five percent stake in your fathers slave empire to him."

Islero pulled Jessabelle's head up, “look at him when he speaks!"

Mr. Strange thanked Islero then said, “If you sign this I will do all I can to stop Sif from doing whatever she wants with you. Now mind you, I am her boss so I can do quite a bit to stop her." He leaned down and said, “I could never condone rape of anyone before you. But if you give your brother control over your stake I will try to stop Sif from letting every man here have his way with you." Tears ran down Jessabelle's face as Islero started to cum into her with his angry thrusts. She nodded for mercy causing Mr. Strange to force a pen into her hand. With her bound hands she signed the letter which Mr. Strange folded and put into his pocket. Islero stayed hard inside her as Mr. Strange turned to Sif. He sternly raised his finger and said, “Stop this at once."

Sif raised an eyebrow and said, “No."

Mr. Strange shrugged and bent down to Jessabelle, “I tried but she is just too defiant."

Sif spanked Jessabelle who tightened around Islero then said, “Renegade for life." Jessabelle screamed after Mr. Strange who walked out of the room. Sif petted her victim and said, “You no longer have a name, from now on you are simply, One. Enjoy the life of those hundreds of women you sent off to be sex slaves." Sif turned as Islero started to hump into One again, this time with a smile at her new designation. Sif walked out of the room to see a group of over a dozen men waiting. She looked back in at One and said, “One at a time, no permanent damage, and do not clean up after yourselves. Call me and a cleaning crew when you are done." Sif patted the cat man's shoulder, “Good job getting more, customers."