<strong>Training Grounds: Variani with Maschor and Mira</strong><br/><br/>Variani slowly woke up to the sound of a male voice. Although she could not make out the words, she realized they had come from her previously silent captor. In spite of some lingering grogginess, Variani snarled and tried to lunge at him. But the only result was discovering she had been quite efficiently bound.<br/><br/>"You cowardly cur! As soon as I get free you'll be a eunuch!"<br/><br/>But struggling was futile, she was bound too well. Variani looked down and was somewhat embarrassed by how her unwanted posture made her thrust her chest out. She was quite well aware about how enticing her big and beautiful breasts were. Plenty of men had yelled out unsolicited compliments about them ever since they first sprouted. Some even would try to help themselves to a handful. Variani found the attention quite bothersome so having her magnificent mounds of flesh displayed so wantonly was especially troubling. Even worse, the audience had grown with the addition of that wispy little bitch of a slave.<br/><br/>"Getting a good look at what you'll never have, you flat-chested girl-child?"<br/><br/>Sure, Variani's bust caused her some embarrassment but she also knew how to use it to score a few points on others girls.