Free to whatever she chose.Her father had been trying to force her to marry her neighbour at this country hellhole. A creepy, perverted older man with...no charm to speak of. But she could break that off now – she could marry some young upstart from Luziel – or no one at all. After all, the law of the land allowed her to inherit. Why would she shackle herself to a man who would automatically control her inheritance?She looked around the homely surroundings of the cottage and cringed. No more. ”“You bet that cute little ass of yours that I can, slave.”“Very much so, Sir.”“Oh, and by the way. I can and will take last cherry of yours at anytime and anywhere that I choose to do so, cunt.”“Yes Sir. It is yours to take. It has always been yours to take, Master.”I had just learned something in that last exchange. You see, She was suddenly panting like a bitch in heat. Which told me that my “Little Red” had a secret that she had just revealed. Well, I’ll be damned. I hadn’t even seen that. Then he jerked her up and threw her over the back of the chair and began pounding furiously, the speed magnified at three to one. Armand kept going until Inez's head came up, then he slowed the playback to normal and the sound came on. Inez, paralyzed, watched her face on the screen -- it was a mask of lust. In a moment her video image wailed, "Aaaaaiiiieeeeee!!! Chingar! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!" Her eyes rolled up and she began throwing herself back against Jason, whose hard grin. “Come on, slowpoke,” Béla called down to him, “Let’s play!”Jake grinned and stepped away from the flitter, wondering for a moment how she could have thrown a clump of grass at him with no hands, then realized that she probably just teleported it over his head and let it fall. He trotted off in the direction she’d flown. After a bit, he walked along more slowly, looking for signs that she’d landed somewhere. A shadow passed overhead. ‘That’s the same mistake Beth made, darling... ‘He rolled to.