It's going to be kind of hard for the site-manager to do either of those things.

When Gamila returns, the Nye twins and a couple of the other slaves are in the process of beating Kavar to death.

You know, Gamila really should have seen that coming.

Later...

This is far from the first time the Beachhead has had a bunch of illegally-freed slaves on their hands. They have contacts for this. Resources to relocate the freed women to other cities under new names. In disguise as ordinary Sothis citizens, this helpful cult of Calistria can help slaves disappear without a trace.

Many of them stay in Sothis in their new identities, betting on going unrecognized. A few others, including the Nye twins, have more recognizable faces and need to be smuggled onto trade caravans to other cities. Even divided, the money they were all forced to earn, now in their hands, is enough to pave their way.

Even later...

Back down in the Beachhead's lair, Sadiqa's face fills Gamila's entire visual field as she grabs the other girl's shoulders.

"I'm blown away by how fast you work! What's up with that? You didn't hesitate at all. That was very awesome! You made more work for us but that is okay because freeing slaves is awesome even if it goes really badly! That is the wisdom of our dark lady of sexy vengeance! And this didn't go badly! These worry-warts thought you were being reckless, but I said, No! Gamila has the passion of our goddess within her! She knows what she's doing!"

She kneels on Gamila's shoulders to point dramatically at the ceiling for emphasis. It may be relevant that she threw off her 'ordinary citizen' disguise the moment she arrived and is once more naked but for the Calistrian scarf around her shoulders.

"And now, we celebrate!" she declares.

Celebration sounds good. Gamila is really horny, actually, and Sadiqa's cute little shaved quim is reminding her of that.

And she's surrounded by fellow Calistrians. A little shiver of anticipation races down into her loins.

"I'm taking that as an invitation," Gamila warns.

Gamila hasn't really had time to put on anything under the cloak she got from that old lady, so when she reaches back and tugs it out from under Sadiqa's knees, it leaves Gamila bare as it falls to the floor. The spunky little cleric's crotch plops right down onto Gamila's face.

"Sadiqa," Rashid scolds. "We debrief, then we revel. How many times do I have to tell you?"

    "Awww, but Rashid! Gamila's l-lusts ha~ave been toyed w-with by the darkness in men's h-hearts!" Sadiqa moans and grinds her cunny on Gamila's mouth. "Her pent-up dark ur~urges must be slaked so that brightness a-and joy can once again fill h-her! A-After dozens of r-really disappointing scoundrels h-have slaked their desires with a lustful y-young woman, s-she can't just let that fester. She nee~eeds to break the boundaries imposed on~n her by the r-role she played and release all that heat she built up inside before she coo~ooks herself! Oo~ohh..."

"Be that as it may, the safety of the Beachhead comes first! With every moment, memory fades and detail is lost. Every detail that might potentially affect our security and our future operations must be carefully- and you can't hear me because you're having an orgasm."

Gamila has learned several things about orally pleasuring another girl in the last handful of rounds and inferred a lot more. Fun.

She wiggles her face free of juicy aroused girl essence, and peaks over Sadiqa's thigh. "I was listening. You do have a point."

She looks up at Sadiqa. "That's a really nice thought, and an important thought, but I'm fine, I promise. I haven't been twisted up inside by any of the sex I had yesterday."

Penny gives herself a little shake and removes her hand from inside her harem-pants.

Chuckling fondly, she snatches Sadiqa off of Gamila's shoulders and carries her over to the bed corner.

"C'mere you. And hey, the rest of y'all have barely introduced yourselves yet. After taking down a slave-brothel single-handedly, Gamila's definitely earned our friendship."

One of the new faces that Gamila only met today, a muscular woman who is currently wearing several bandoleers of throwing daggers on black leather belts, and nothing else, grunts from where her naked backside is stood in front of the workbenches opposite Azizi's alchemy apparatus.

"There are two things you need to know. One, I was impressed by your infiltration skills. None of the freed girls had any idea about who or what killed their owner until we made them suspicious by helping. Two, I'm called Farida Asfar, and I'm a mid-tier Sanctified Rogue."

The handsome, svelte young man that is sitting next to Adara flashes his spectacles.

"You may call me Qamar. You can rest assured that the false identities I forged for your rescues will not be challenged." 

"I know you haven't forgotten my name already. So I'm not going to repeat it. I'm chosen by Calistria like you and like Sadiqa over there but unlike you two I'm only first-circle. But that's fine, 'cause I'm also a second-circle Bard."

"And I am a mid-tier Brawler with 'Enlarge Person' as an at-will spell-like ability. Come sit with me, and relate the events of your infiltration while they are fresh in your mind."

Rashid is seated on a cushioned bench in front of the map wall, straddling it with his chin in one hand.

"Right."

Gamila waves her always-active Prestidigitation over the bench, then straddles it facing Rashid. She is horny enough that she's not even pretending not to slowly grind her bare sex against the leather upholstery, but that doesn't mean she isn't taking the debrief seriously.

She starts at the beginning, and goes through the whole thing. Every detail she can remember.

Later, again...

"...in conclusion, your plan wasn't flawless but your execution of that plan very nearly was, and none of the risks you took could have even in theory compromised the Beachhead. Well done."

He is still straddling the bench, but he's now holding Gamila in his hands. She is seated on his right palm, legs dangling on either side of his wrist as his fingers cup her ass. She is leaning toward him as he holds her slightly above himself, and he is supporting her chest with his left hand, his fingers spread to cover both of her breasts and brace her shoulders. Her right nipple is pinched in the crease where his pinkie and ring finger meet. Her left nipple is pinched in the crease where his index finger and middle finger meet. With his right hand, he has one finger inside her, slowly stroking.

It's impressive, honestly, how sharp Gamila's mind is. He had meant to serve her needs, briefly, to help her focus, but when he started touching her, her focus never wavered. She reacted in a gratifying way to his touch, showing her appreciation in all the usual ways, except for how she didn't even pause in her recounting.

He side-eyes Sadiqa, who is currently making loud slurping and sucking noises with her head between Penny's thighs on one of the beds in the corner. If only all their clerics were as diligent, he thinks with fond exasperation.

"That's all. I'll bring you to climax now," he offers Gamila.

His finger is huge, as big as the manhoods of some of the men who used her yesterday. Her insides flutter and clench on the beefy digit, her arousal dripping from his wrist and lubricated the surface of his palm and fingers on which she sits. On which she sensuously curls her hips, riding his finger.

"Thanks for helping me relive the fun parts a bit more vividly," she says, curling her hips, fucking herself on his finger and nuzzling her chest into his boob-squeezing grip.

    "It does not surprise me to hear that the men you encountered in such a place left you unsatisfied," Rashid says, slowly extending and retracting his finger to fuck her with it.

"It wasn't their fault," Gamlia moans breathily. "I had more climaxes than they did."

    Rashid raises an eyebrow. "I see."

"It just wasn't enough," Gamila explains. "The pleasure always comes easily, for me, yet I always want more. I've always wanted more, I think. I'd be, I'd revel in it if everyone, man or woman, who ever felt a spark of lust for me, took me, without restraint, without hesitation. And even then it might not be enough. I don't know. I just know I want to accept into me all the lust, all the desire, all the sexual hunger that exists, rejecting none of it and defying any force that disapproves or tries to punish it!"

She spasms in his grip, slow, powerful convulsions rippling through her cunt and out along her limbs, cascading and crashing against the warm giant's grasp enfolding and penetrating her.

And then it passes, and for a moment the satisfaction flows through her... flows beyond her... And she looks around at the rest of the secret lair and its occupants, hungry, excited... and that momentary satisfaction drains out of her as a shiver of new desire kindles in her quivering quim.

Well, she can't give a speech like that in a room full of Calistrians and not expect it to start an orgy.

Azizi is the first to take advantage. He's already naked but not at that moment having sex with anyone, so he downs a custom Potion of Channel Vigor. He groans a little as his manhood swells into a towering pillar of rock-hard meat, inhumanly huge, flush and riven with pulsating veins.

Then he grabs a second vial and takes it over to where Gamila is trembling with aftershocks on Rashid's fingers, meeting her heated gaze with a leer of his own.

"Gather 'round, girls and bottom-boys! For tonight's entertainment... I have here an Infused Aromatic Extract of Bouncy Body for everyone to share."

While he holds the vial up with one hand, he grabs Gamila's ass with his other and slaps his Vigorous erection against her spine. Rashid just happens to be holding her at the perfect height.

"Hey, for once your crazy idea sounds kinda fun-whoa Sadiqa!"

Penny scrambles to help her lover up after the other girl flops to the floor with what has to be a sore shoulder. Sadiqa dove off the bed, forgetting momentarily that trying to drag Penny anywhere only works when Penny is aware of the attempt to allow it...

    Sadiqa pops back up without a care. "Azizi! You've been teasing us with this for weeks! Is it finally ready?!"

Penny allows herself to be dragged off the bedding as her lover resumes her zoom across the room, the pair of them joining the congregation around Rashid and Gamila. Penny wraps her arms around Sadiqa again and presses her bare body into Sadiqa's back, resting her chin on Sadiqa's head.

Adara gets up off of Qamar's lap and traipses over, carrying her dondo.

"You know, just then, you kind of reminded me of someone," Adara says to Gamila with a smile.

She hops up onto Rashid's shoulder and starts tapping out a beat. She's gotten pretty good at making the drum sound... suggestive. Like music you fuck to.

"There are two things you need to know. One, we hear your words, we recognize and glory in the truth within them. Two, I'm going to sit on your face, later."

This is so great.

This place, these people, are a bastion of freedom and joy.

She dismounts from Rashid's hands so he's free to disrobe himself and join in, then spins around and wraps her hands around Azizi's massive, dangerously-erect, potion-enhanced shaft. She shudders in anticipation as Azizi brandishes his vial.

This is exactly the kind of thing she imagined when he originally offered to show her uses of magic in the pursuit of pleasure. It's so cool.

Azizi opens the vial, releasing a burst of magical steam.

Everyone who breathes it finds their body magically elastic and pliable.

Azizi's potion-enhanced erection. Rashid's manhood, which is (sometimes) even larger. Vine, fist, and finger.

The thing about Calistrians is that when you tell them you want to be freeuse, they believe you.

Adara and Sadiqa team up to put Rashid in bondage, wrapping him in leather restraints and putting a ring on his manhood that turns him into a living over-sized dildo while everyone else uses him as a muscular cushion, stepping on his over-sized body. He's apparently into that.

    Gamila impales herself on Rashid's giant erection as soon as the girls finish binding him. She enjoys being taken, yes, but she has had an itch from so much pretending to be meek and passive during her infiltration; so she slams her hips down on and rides the fuck out of this passive phallus and forces Rashid to release in her.

Penny and Sadiqa take turns shoving their tongues in Gamila's mouth. Azizi fucks her in the ass several times, then does something with acupuncture needles that make her breasts more sensitive than her cunt. The girls suck on her nipples and make her climax again and again while she forces Qamar's shaft into her throat.

Then Gamila's head is between Farida's muscular thighs, and Qamar's vine is wriggling around in her ass while Adara is fisting-fucking her. And from there it only gets more debauched.

Gamila is in a lustful frenzy... except at the same time it's like she's never been more lucid in her entire life.

Orgasm after orgasm, so much pleasure, so much rapturous relief, satisfaction of her burning desires like nothing she's ever had before... but she's also learning, observing, testing, experimenting. The domain of sex is expanding in her mind, built and grown from details big and small.

Her mind and soul are as hungry for this as her body is.

Maybe more.