There was a bit of a damper on the festive mood when the bodies of the 128 of the 133 marine, militia, and fleet warriors who had fallen were offloade... from the assault ships for burial on Azahar. Five of the Hornet pilots were not found and presumed dead. Most had arranged the disposition of their property. Colonel Bryant was asked to explain why there were casualties in his command who hadn't recorded a will or otherwise arranged for the disposition of their concubines."I can't order them to. He was a bit worried about me though because they were having a big test that day and he didn’t want me to get too far behind. I asked what the test would be on, and lucky me they were at the same place I was in at my old school. So I told him it was no problem. He was glad because he wanted to see where I was anyway. He said if I didn’t do well he would let me retake it. I was the first one finished, and he started grading it as soon as I turned it in. I had about twenty minutes left in class. "What?" On the coach, you said, I needed to be punished for making you lose control. Were you serious?" Yes, Belle, I'm serious, that was cruel, you should know, you do not take my manhood from me, I don't like that. You make me feel less potent. It hurts my pride. You are mine, you do what I say. I make you happy, Yes?" He paused and looked at me. I nodded slowly, not knowing where he was going with this, he continued, "Belle, you agreed to be mine, you understand this right? I keep you safe,. Don't take that....please...." Smirking quietly, he continued to thrust into her reaching her hymen and said "Too late little girl..." then plunged right through breaking her hymen. Looking down, he watched as she bled and chuckled "Not a virgin anymore huh?" Continuing to thrust in and out of her, he moved his hips up and down then reached down with his knife and cut her ankles free. Looking into her eyes, he told her to wrap her ankles around him and sobbing, she did allowing him deeper.