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I thought, watching Rose come bounding through the rows of crops with a smile on her face. “Hi Kiera!” She said brightly, and pulled me into a hug. I hugged her back, making very certain that it stayed platonic under Arbor’s scrutinizing gaze. She pulled back with a devious smile on her face, and amateur held out a pipe, “I got something special for you today.” FURIA Finding magistrates that I could trust had been a nightmare. Firstly, they had to be literate, and Soraya had scooped up all the literate orcs she could get her hands on. Secondly, they had to be unbiased, and an unbiased tribal orc was a fairytale. Thirdly, they had to be truthful, and while orcs were not liars, truth and fact were not always synonymous to them. So, I decided to settle on my fourth requirement, and that was that they be completely loyal to me. And out of the woodwork, came some very unexpected tits candidates. The power-hungry matriarchs looked to infuse themselves with any positions of prominence, and so they gave me their daughters to be magistrates of Alkandra. I tried to impress upon them the commitment of the position; none of the magistrates could be in contact with the matriarchs, nor could they preside over cases involving their own tribes, or tribes of their enemies. Furthermore, all magistrates would have to live in the castle with me to ensure that their loyalties would not be tested, and they were not allowed to have families while under my tutelage. That nugget of information only made the matriarchs more eager to sign the contract. I suspected ulterior motives, and when I informed them that I could not impregnate their daughters, some of their gusto left them. Still, it was important for them to keep their families in positions of high standing, and so I was given thirty-nine she-orc bachelorettes from the ages of eighteen to twenty-three to live in my wing of the castle. What could go wrong? When I opened the dormitory door the next day to find a massive brawl going on in the study lounge, I knew I had my work cut out for me. I would have to systematically break down their tribal identities, and instill a new identity, one of sisterhood for the cause of law. Though they hated each other, they respected and admired me nearly to the point of worship, which made instructing them an easy task. Inevitably, however, their womanly needs intersected my masculine desires, and my class of future magistrates deteriorated into my harem. masturbation And I had tried oh-so-hard to keep everything professional. I soon found that sex was a very useful tool to indoctrinate the young women. The more I fucked them, the more my incubus seduction took hold of them, and the more receptive they became. My power fetish was thoroughly entrenched when I realized that my dick could literally change their brain chemistry. Perhaps it was unethical, but they didn’t seem to mind. Pride was the first thing that needed to be stripped from them, for orc pride would be their undoing. The punishment for a corrupt magistrate was to be drawn and quartered in the arena, and I felt a responsibility akin to parentship over the she-orcs. So, I sexy had to make them uncomfortable. As Eva taught me, there is no growth without pain, but since I wasn’t college a sadist like she, I went about breaking down my students differently. “Please Magistrate Augustinia!” Esitiok Balktar whined. She was nineteen, slender and nubile, her pale-green flesh tattooed in tribal savagery, but her face remarkably girlish and innocent. That face was contorted in strain and pleasure as my index fingers slowly stirred her puckered green anus, the digit becoming wet with what was drooling down her taint. She was on her back atop my desk, her black magistrate robes opened to reveal her nakedness, her wrists and ankles bound spread-eagle, her head in clamps. Her older sister, Heciok Balktar, squatted over her face, straining with trembling thighs not to engage in the incestual depravity I’d positioned them in. It was a picture of arousal and humiliation that I wished I could paint for posterity. God, what had happened to me? These were brilliant. YOU ARE INDEED MY BABY. Whatever; I’ll just finish my workout and flick the bean in my dorm. She stepped back a few college paces amateur towards the door before saying: After receiving their drinks, Mark commented. "Suzy!" her mom admonished her. There she was, right in front of me, totally naked, and I could barely see her because it was dark and the tits windows were fogged up. Roger heard his little Chelsea saying "Nice," in a very sexy tone. Yes please”. She was her best friend as well. “Oh shit,” I’m thinking. As I said that masturbation I rolled both nipples between index fingers and thumbs; my AF going up to a 9. He laid his cards down and he looked at her calmly. Amelia said, gesturing towards his erection. “He did,” I said, feeling so happy. Then Kora burst into laughter as she sauntered over to her brother. I appreciate it. No no no no no no sexy no! But still... not bad