“Ellen, what’s the matter? Are you all right?”Startled by his voice she was unable to answer, merely shaking her head vigorously. He reached ove... and wiped her cheek.“Did I do something? What’s bothering you, tell me. Please.”Ellen took a couple of deep breaths to steady herself. She leaned forward, hands pressed between her knees, shaking her head slowly. She wasn’t sure how to answer.“I don’t know, nothing seems to work for me anymore.” There was a pitiful quality in her voice. “I wanted to. My fingers moved as if on their own volition. Shit what I'm I doing, wanking off for Colin, but it did feel so nice."I'll bet you'd like a nice long tongue now, licking your clit," he said with a chuckle."Oh yeah," I moaned, getting into it now."Slide your knickers off," he instructed, my hand rolled them down my slim thighs and off over my feet."Now spread those long legs wide," he whispered, "now run your finger's over your slit, how does that feel?" Mmm," I moaned, totally lost in the fires. You have seven service stripes, but not asingle bar. Strange, considering you were in the infantry during activecampaigns in the Sandbox."He smirked then added, "I've seen guys like you before, you are infantryyet you manage to find a way out of actually being in harm's way bygetting plum postings in places not likely to face combat in any way inyour time there. I know for a fact that you were in Germany, Korea, andup here in Alaska as an infantryman judging by your paratrooper wings.During. Enjoy your meal?Harry walked back up the steps of the dungeon ;leaving Tina alone. He doubted she would sleep at all tonight, but who knows? Once the lights are out, and the dungeon silenced, anything was possible.He was able to monitor her progress thanks to the cameras he had installed in the dungeon, and linked to every one of the television sets in the castle. He could tune in from any room. For a while he sat watching his helpless captive sitting quietly in the chair, her legs still pulled.