Just after dawn, Violet woke up, stretching her beautiful body, and greeted me with a warm smile. She gave me a soft, passionate kiss, got out of the ...ed, and left the room. A short time later, she returned with a tray of bandages. She laid the tray on my lap, and began to remove the bandages from last night. We both looked in surprise at my shoulder, it was completely healed, and there was no trace of my shoulder ever receiving any wound at all. Violet gasped in shock, and fled the room as. .." she said. I slapped her ass "TELL ME!" I said with another slap. "Oh, fuck Master! Please fuck me! Please! I need your cock inside me!" she said, pushing backwards, begging me to enter her. Slowly I began to push into her, savoring the warmth of her body. Once the head of my cock was in, I placed both hands on her hips and shoved deep inside. Kitty moaned as best she could with a mouthful of pussy. I began to fuck her as she ate pet; her tongue strokes matching with my thrusts. Kitty's. As she thought this, she knew that she would in fact be beaten but they could only beat her physically, they could not beat her inside. There she would win. Inside her head she would take whatever they dished out and she would win.The first blow fell on the right cheek of her bottom, the next on the left cheek. She bit her cheek and held back the sob. The next blows fell on the same areas and she held on until it was too much and she let out a long moan rather than a scream. It was an inward. Afterwards the city fathers had been quick to accept the terms offered by the Bastard Duke. But, small though the bloodshed may have been, some men had been sacrificed. Among the dead was her Markko, her betrothed. Desolate, unable to settle, dressed only in a shift and plain kirtle, she idly roamed the narrow, twisting streets her mind filled with visions of her lost love and concerns for the future. Many men would welcome the chance to bed her, marry her, breed from her, but how was she to.