What part of 'You are not my slave' is not clear to you? I can't imagine pissing in a woman's mouth, or raping her, or any of the other things you see... to be asking me for. I've managed to accept that Erica and Alexandra like to be told what to do, and to be taken sexually without being asked first, but I don't understand that either. I'm quite willing to use you the way I've been using them, but you need to understand that I'm not going to be your 'Master' the way I think you want me. He then shook his head, trying to dislodge a daydream of drawing that sword just to watch the pair fill their pants in fear. Not long after, a woman with her breasts overspilling the bodice of her gown exited the brothel. She lifted her eyebrows as she looked over the group around the wagon, but continued across the street, her hips swaying. After a brief conversation, the prostitute returned to the brothel and the guardsmen went on their way. Raven returned and nodded toward the door while. They knew that efforts generations past had tried to stem the coming doom. The plan had only slowed it a few generations, and the darkness came, snuffing out the stars, eating the worlds beyond their own, leaving only empty oblivion in its wake. The exodus through the portal lasted one year, then the tide of life dwindled, soon halting as the last of the survivors had made the crossing. Other races had decided to take a different route and the gate had sent them to a world of their choosing.. Then we started chatting. I got to know many things about her.She was from Gujrat staying in Pune for studies in the hostel. And recently she had broken up because that guy cheated on her. She caught him red-handed making out with that girl as she was her hostel mate. She was going through rough time. I started consoling her and soon she became fine. And we became good friends. I guess more than that. We talk about everything likes and dislikes. Future plans and all. On one day we were talking.