Tell Camilla that you intend to claim Sabine from her
From Create Your Own Story
“Camilla now it’s my turn to talk. I need you to hand over Sabine to me.”
Her eyes squint at the words coming out of your mouth. She doesn’t like this at all, not one bit. In Camilla’s mind, Sabine is her property, you are arrogantly claiming something that belongs to her.
“I need her for purposes I cannot reveal, the only reason I managed to get all these men here, was because I needed Sabine. This is not negotiable, you may have the rest of the girls, but Sabine belongs to me.”
Now angered to the point that her cheeks have turned blood red, Camilla firmly places her hand on your shoulder and looks at you with hate filled eyes.
“You are not taking anything that belongs to me, you little tramp!”
The instant she spoke those words three of the tall, muscular men surround her. She seemed to forget that they were loyal to you, not her.
“We can still keep this friendly between us, Camilla. Don’t do anything stupid.”
Camilla is squeezed shut in-between the men’s tall, wide-shouldered, threatening bodies. For a couple of seconds she experiences the fear that the school girls and Sabine went through. The fear of utter helplessness, when you know someone looks at you like prey. To know that they can fuck your body with their hard cocks however they want, even make you drink their cum and lick their assholes, and that your powerless to stop it.
The difference with Camilla, however, is that she has a choice. Something Sabine and her students most definitely had not. She lets your shoulder go and gives you a fake smile. “Of course we can still be friends, Sharon. You can have Sabine, I’ll take the whores and you will still be my rebellious little student.”
“I knew we could work something out, Camilla. Marcus, load Sabine in the van and transport her to headquarters.”
The mean looking man is still playing with his brown haired slaves tits. He yells at you. “Hey Sharon! Tell that bitch I’m taking this one with me.”
“It my tits that he likes!” The girl whom tried to escape through the window yells, feeling happy that her body arouses her master.
“And he gets to take his slave home. Got that bitch?” Camilla gives another fake smile as a simple yes. She is now raging mad at you for calling her a bitch. Just a moment ago she was in control; she wants to beat you down like she did to Sabine. But you do not fear her, she has no power.
“All right guys, lets pack things up." You say to your fellow cult members and then address the raped students. "And to all you artsy bitches in here, don’t even dare to think about disobeying Camilla. If you do, then I and the boys will be back, and we wont be so gentle next time! Have fun being whores for the rest of your lives!”
Those were the last words spoken. Marcus picks up Sabine and carries her to the van parked outside. The rest of them follow him, last one to go is the mean looking man who holds his new slave by the wrist. Satisfied of how things have turned out, you too leave, but not before giving Camilla a small push with your shoulder as you exit the room, informing her once and for all that you are the mistress around here, not her.
