thanks the bartender for the drink and looks around the place

"We both do."

Came the soft voice, a statement of fact more than discord. Having been secured, led, lifted, she adjusted herself upon the kaiila, the riding lessons, and the time spent with her own or had been, the fleeting thought of wondering if she would ever see the lovely mare again her gold had bought. The thought laced through her mind, looking over to the beast and the man and slave beside it, her body shifting back to seat well in the saddle, feet finding the stirrups made of iron, toes bared easily fitting into the much larger arches, legs longer than most she tested the length with a slight rise before finding her seat once again.

You can't change me REDWOLF, I am what and who I am, you are the one who needs me, I do not need you, the scales are not balanced, I can tell".

The low rumble of a growl from Mandla, who was attending to his own kaiila, captured her attention, and with a turn over her shoulder again, words came in the native tongue, flowing like silk smoothly in their accented words. Enticing another growl and sharp word, this time in the common tongue, "Enough Huruma." The sharp tone had her fingering the reins as best she could with binding-wrapped wrists while gazing down at the tawny beast who had begun to shift as her knees tightened first in one direction and then the other testing the animal's responsiveness.

Being a maid-boy is a very common first feminization.

mot really... it is just a way to... underline my inferiority

you must have a strong Female side. i've been temporarily feminized several times. Usually as a maid or servant of some kind.

Not on vacation, but was once sick with bronchitis before a family vacation to Scottsdale and was miserable the whole time we were there.

in my dreams! though being small, it wouldn't be such a big stretch

**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

I had watched your approach as I strap down the saddle and test the belly straps , giving him some water in a bucket to keep him still.. A look down to my slave, a big hand gripping her hair and tilting her head up to I can gaze down into her beautiful eyes..

"Go to get my tent and supplies so I can load it on 'Black; here girl.."

Have you been feminized giles?

watches her head out and gets myself another drink

Yes Ma'am. we males understand You have important places to be. But we are here to serve You whenever You wish.

moaning as i head out

**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

..Hearing what I said, A couple Raiders will come over to you as you finish up and one will pound the spike to one side and the other with a sledge and then pull it out of the ground and the other will tie your hands in front of you with binding fiber once again..

He then wraps your ankles with bandaging cloths.. They seem to be in practice of handling captives and prisoners, both slave and Free.. You are then taken to a kaiila and lifted up , one shackle remaining on your left ankle and the other to the saddlehorn like I said, and you are the first to be ready ..

The resty of the men are finishing up witht he rest of the camp ..

You are fairly near me as I also tend my kaiila as I look at you..

"It's both good that you keep that fire, that independence.. But bad as well woman .. You have much more pain to go through before this is over.. I can tell"

oh you're welcome. I always like helping people have their fun

Thank You, Ma’am

moaning.. thank you Miss.. watching you tease

that's a good girl.

and smiles taking out a hundred dollar bill and slips it into your waistband before teasing those nipple piercings a moment

Dem modernen Fischfang gilt mein Augenmerk!

But... alas ... She will have to return another day.

Yes it is, Ma’am. Not know Who or what is coming, is nerve wracking