.she did'Finger it, fuck yourself for me whore' She started to slowly rub her pussy, she started fingering herself while he watched. For the next 20 m...nutes he watched her. For the first time in her life she needed to use lube on her fingers as she masturbated. There was very little pleasure for her, He started ordering her to orgasm after about 10 minutes. She tried but knew it wasn't going to happen so she faked it. She faked it so well he told her to do it again. 'fucking slut, you're loving. ?You are being murdered, young one. What does it feel like??She never replied. I didn’t give her enough air to make much noise, and the only sounds in the room were the slapping of flesh on flesh and my occasional comments. Her mouth hung slightly agape, her lower lip glistening with a bead of saliva, but very little sound escaped. I bit her lip and kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring the row of her teeth. She tasted slightly like chewing gum.I continued thrusting into her pussy, of course,. ” Something melted inside Rose-Marie. The combination of this man’s impertinence and the authority he managed to command despite his lowly status, and the sight of his penis, nearly twenty centimetres of flesh, and still not erect. And dominating her vision wherever she looked. And somehow rooting her to the ground when she knew she should just leave. And telephone her father. And get him to dismiss this insolent foreigner and his radical ways. She attempted to say something; to articulate. “I’m going to need a bit of privacy.”“For what?” It is Will, not Robin who asks, but I can tell they are all surprised.“Think of it as a call of nature. If we were in the immortal world I’d be changing my tampon. Here things are significantly more primitive.”I think Big John is blushing. Will looks away. “I didn’t need to know that,” he says.“Then trust a girl next time.”“Can’t ya turn that off?” John asks.“Not if you want to be a whore. Something about becoming in tune with your inner.