Submissive Sex Slaves
Kayla and I found ourselves plunked down in the middle of the throne room in front of Queen Idun and her three leering sons. The queen had the most fear inducing wicked smile on her face when we were turned to face her. I looked at Kayla and then up at the Queen and her evil sidekicks. Maybe the rumors weren’t true. Perhaps we weren’t really in for weeks of sexual sadistic acts inflicted upon us. Though if either of us had to guess based on the smile on Queen Idun’s face, those were baseless hopes.