you happily fucked her,” Karina made a displeased face, “and at that moment you were not embarrassed that she was a whore. And a former slave who twirls her bare ass in a diner in Lower.”
“No,” said Lis.
And seeing the expression on Karina’s face, he laughed and at the same time covered himself with his hands:
“Stop!” He said through laughter.
“I'll kill you!”
He quickly pulled her to him, hugging and kissing. Karina enjoyed the moment and the fact that Lis was kind and cheerful with the guests. Tol and Lila looked at them with affection.
“Al, let's swap wives!” Tol made a proposal.
“Come on,” Lis agreed, and neither Lila nor Karina objected to them. Lis pulled Lila out of the bed, dragging her to the carpet, pulling off her dress. She began to moan, in Karina’s opinion, too loud and feigned.
Knocking on the door, Nikto entered their room, and his gaze was presented with the following picture: Karina and Tol were sitting on the bed, they watched how Lis fucked Lila, standing on all fours, without letting go of the cigarette, and there was an ashtray on Lila’s back.
Nikto laughed:
“Ah, you are having fun, okay!”
“Nik!” Shouted Tol. “Come in! Join us! We have a lot of fun here!”
Nikto looked at Karina so strangely, she noticed this look, she was very pleased. Everyone admired her today.
“No,” as if with an effort said Nikto, averting his eyes from beautiful Karina, “I won't bother you. Lis, if anything, I'm with the unclean ones.”
“Yeah,” said Lis, squinting at the smoke that got into his eyes, he never stopped the intercourse.
Nikto left, and Tol turned to Karina and so in a simple way fell on her, crushing her under him. Karina allowed.
Tol was very heavy, he literally pushed Karina into bed, under his body she couldn’t take a breath. But she wanted to try this bully. “Lila is even smaller than me and somehow she can withstand it,” thought Karina. Tol lifted the hem of her dress, lifting it up, Karina helped him, pulled herself, raising her hands, removing it. Tol immediately saw her body covered with traces of beatings, all in purple and burgundy stripes. But he didn’t say anything and didn’t even stop for a moment in his inclinations. Tol had known his friend for a long time. He and Lis fucked a bunch of women together. Tol adored group sex with several girls at the same time, and Lis often accepted his invitation to have sex with a couple of whores. And Tol knew perfectly well how he usually treated them.
It seemed to Karina that a bottle of wine was thrust between her legs, and not a genital organ. Despite his bulkiness, Tol moved at a fast pace and was not bad at all. He bent over her, kissing on the lips, and then Karina dodged away, because Tol was kissing badly, he had too much saliva in his mouth and the kisses were slobbering.
Later, Lis and Lila returned to their bed. And Tol’s wife looked at Karina’s body all with bruises and marks from a whip so that it seemed to Karina that Lila could barely restrain her exclamation, turned away, changing her face, and Karina quickly put on a dress. Lila’s reaction didn’t embarrass her or upset her. What was wrong? Sometimes it happened. Her husband was like that. He was a strict commander, and Karina had nothing to be ashamed of. This was their personal family life, Lis loved her, and these were just traces of the manifestation of his love and passion.
And Tol noticed the scars on Lis’ thigh:
“Hey bro, what is it? What happened to you?”
“Never mind,” said Lis.
But Tol continued to stare at three even, maroon stripes:
“But how? Where did you get in again, sly beast?”
“Tol, tell me better, how did you find us? You are whom I didn’t expect to see here!”
“You sent me a letter!”
“Have you started to read letters?”
“Yeah,” Tol grinned contentedly, not noticing Lis’ trick and forgetting the previous topic of conversation about his scars.
“We arrived at the Prince’s Estate,” Tol smiled slyly and looked like a contented cat, “but you were no longer there. There was no one there at all! And we decided to go after you. We followed in your footsteps.”
“But why so long!” Lis couldn’t resist.
“Why? We got lost! Lost a lot, buddy. At first we walked right up to the crossing. There your footbridge remained and everything that you did there. The carts left deep ruts… there were remnants of fire pit. It was easy to go. But after the crossing, the weather turned bad, fuck it! It rained for several days. And the river overflowed, and everything in the area was washed away, it became a continuous mess. It was not clear where to go. We went to the wrong field. Then we realized that we were going in the wrong direction and returned to the crossing. We couldn’t understand where to go. The land was large, fields and hills, even if you walk along it for a week, you will not find the right road. And there is no one to ask.”
“Oh, Gods, Tol! And the map?”
“Which map?”
“Maybe you should have looked for maps of the area in the Estate?”
“What for? Did you draw where you went?”
“Okay… How did you find us?”
Tol made a conspiratorial look:
“And, brother, death helped us three times.”
“What?!”
“We accidentally stumbled upon a corpse. We got desperate and that was it… it was Dick Coal. He kept thinking and thinking. He recalled his childhood in these parts. How the reds attacked, how they burned down his house. How he saved Lila, and he almost burned out himself. He noticed a crow. And he said: “Since the crows fly there, there is something there.” We went there and saw a grave dug by animals. Not deep. And there was a dead man. Slave. The collar was tight on his neck, the skin was swollen around, it was horrible. And he himself was thin as a skeleton. We realized that he died of hunger, apparently, you dug him in. You know how happy we were! We found the right trail! We found our way. So they began to search the ground, and after a couple of days we found a new dead man, it was a red. You captured the red, we decided so. He still had some crap on his face. Broken. Dick said these were glasses, he saw, they red ones wear it from blindness. When they don’t see, but clothe, they begin to see through this glass. We were even more delighted when this blind man was found. At this point we completely understood that we were on the right track. And for sure! We passed the blind man, and there was a third, a girl. Beautiful. Only badly beaten, broken bones, they scoffed at her great, it seems. And her hair was cut off to her shoulders, and you know what her hair was?! I've never seen this! Pink like flowers! She was just lying in the ditch. Why did you kill her?”
“This was a slave of the unclean,” said Lis, he sat in thought, his head bowed.
“That's how we found you in three deaths, Al! Well, what about you? So what about your leg? What are these scars from? Who hurt you like that?”
Lis
