Sara and Farsel are processed

"Remove the peasant's clothes" said Antiope.

The Amazon behind Sara tore off the girl's clothes, leaving her as naked as Farsel. Antiope inspected the two, feeling their naked bodies. She placed two fingers in Farsel's pussy.

"You like this don't you?" she asked, "I can tell, your pussy is so wet. You will be made a sex ****. Princesses make the best sex slaves. Just ask Alice"

Antiope then moved over to Sara. She traced her fingers across the whip scars on Sara's back while holding one of her boobs with the other hand.

"I see you're no stranger to the whip" she said, "I think you'd be more suited for **** labour"

--

Fred and Daenerys were still in their carriage.

"I say we just attack everyone" said Fred, "I mean you're a dragon and nothing seems to be able to stop you. And I can just punch everyone in the clit"

"So the plan is a full frontal ****?"

"Yeah, its gonna be impossible for us to act discreetly like Sara wanted"

--

Sara was taken to a room where she was strapped to a chair. She saw an Amazon heating a branding iron. She struggled to free herself and screamed out in pain as the iron was pressed against her left shoulder.

Sara looked at the 'S' burned onto her.

"Welcome to slavery"