And I confess that on more than one occasion, I was unnecessarily disrespectful.When we discussed my personal staff for the fifth time, I snidely than...ed him for Bakura. "Since he has no discernable skills, I presume you have provided him as a gift for my personal entertainment. I guess you have come to accept my 'lifestyle' choice."He slapped me hard enough to split my lip and push me back a step. But then instead of striking me again as was typical, he stepped back and faced the window. After. I saved a couple before standing and paying the tender. I walked out and down the street to what almost looked like a hostel but was a brothel.I walked in and looked around the noisy room before crossing to the bar in one corner. A small man was leaning against the wall talking to another man. His eyes flickered towards me and then down to see my weapon. He stiffened before exploding into action, one hand tossed a glass towards me as his other pulled a wicked looking knife.He lunged as he. I saw quite a few whalebone artifacts this one guy had for sale in his home. These were mostly old carvings, done by whalers, back before the turn of the twentieth century. His grandparents had been collector's, but he had no interest in keeping it all together as a folk art collection.When I spoke with him about the carvings, his position was that most of them were amateurish looking, not as well crafted as samples he had seen in some of the tourist oriented gift and souvenir stores. I did buy. My pleasure my lady he said I could hear the amusement in his voice at how insatiable I was. He rolled me over and once again placed himself between my legs. no. up against the wall I demanded he smiled again as he thrust into me, I thought he was ignoring my wish but then I felt his hands beneath me, one on my ass and the other on my back, he effortlessly hoisted me up as he stood up and pressed my back against the wall whilst not removing his penis from me. I wrapped my legs and arms around.