NARRATOR

“Goddess…” Sigrid was disgusted.

Under different circumstances—if the participants were willing—this might have been arousing. But like this, it was just revolting.

The two male slaves groped the woman between them, their hands slipping between her legs, squeezing and sucking on her breasts.

Soon, she was kneeling between them, her mouth and hands working their lengths.

Beside her, Lucrecia looked quite entertained.

Sigrid scanned the room, searching for the slave she was looking for.