<div class="floatleft">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/U/z/7cUzS/Half-Orc%20Sorceress%20Aquatic%20Bloodline.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Juggaluu</span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1860806)<br/><hr/>Awareness began to filter in for Juggaluu.   A restlessness that comes as she stirs from depths of a slumber.   Her movement agitated as she rolls to one side, then to the other.   Sub-consciously seeking the comforts of a soft bed,  or even a soft ground.  The planks of the ship's hull floor deck she lays upon is unforgiving.   Causing the discomfort and sparking the climb to waking up through the deep depths of sleep.<br/><br/>Irritation begins to seep in.  Pulling her towards the surface of consciousness.   As someone in the room cries out.    Suddenly her eyes snap open.   The effects of sleep still cling to her.   Taking a moment,  as she focuses on the voice.  She turns towards the one wailing.    The woman is naked as a jaybird.   Heck there is  six of them in a room.  An all of them are naked as the day they came into the world.<br/><br/>She swivels her eyes and gaze towards the door.  She recognizes Elliot has tried the door.    She look around recognizing most of her fellow captives in the hold, as she sat up then.<br/><br/>"Dam, have we all been gang pressed into service?" She is unsure about this.   Its one thing to be pressed into service with one of the navies,  but she never heard of one being stripped down.  Were these slavers,  had they been taken by slavers.<br/><br/>Juggaluu shrug to that last thought.  She didn't think it was slavers either.   No likely pressed into something.   But what, she is not certain.   But hey Elliot and a couple of others are trying to open the door.  An their is a of delicious pasty skin showing, and well she is dam well going to enjoy the feast for her eyes while she has a chance to do so.  An with not being one of those trying to pop open the door.  Little sense in getting in the way.  She remain propped up on her right arm,  and would reach down between her legs as she splays them apart.    Her left hand fingers slide over the apex and touch her sex and she would begin to masturbate,  as she enjoys looking at the pasty flesh display around her.<br/>