The hair on the back of kitty's neck stood up as her luck ran out. She was still angry from earlier and was half tempted to pick a fight but if she did death would be a mercy. Kitty slowly walked over to him and started undress him. She wasn't happy but there was really no alternative to this. Kitty glared at some of the slaves who stayed. All of them were pretty much mindless fuck slaves. This was key to remember who she could trust if there was a chance to escape ever.