I couldn’t refuse him his right to use her…After we were swimming in our beer, champagne, and the Absinthe Sven had insisted we consume (we spent ...ore bribing the waitstaff and bartenders to serve our underage charges than we did on the actual liquor), the announcement came…“SO! DONALD, CAN YOU GET IT UP FOR THIS LITTLE HARLOT TONIGHT, OR ARE YOU MAKING YOUR POOR FATHER PAY FOR ANOTHER NIGHT IN THIS OVERPRICED SWINE HALL?”Donald gulped down some absinthe, not because he was thirsty, I think,. " It isn't all and you know it. I have to deliver Emily to him." That shouldn't be a problem for you," she said."Why not?" Any real stud should have his wife trained to do whatever he tells her to do. I know Paul has me trained like that." Emily's not like you," Kyle said angrily."Kyle, control yourself," Jill snapped."Sorry," he muttered."When you were playing golf a few days ago, Paul said you told him a man should control his wife. Isn't sex part of the control?" Yes, but. Shit." Jill waited. The people of Archia were struggling to hold on against the pressure of the enemy. They had fought as long as they could against their foe, but had finally been pushed behind the city wall. They had been desperate to break the siege; finally, one of the town elders had come up with a plan.A nubile female was sent as an envoy and as a "sample" to the local tribe of satyrs living in some nearby woods. The proposed agreement was this: if the satyrs would join in the fight against the enemy. “Not yet, baby.” He smirks and licks his lips.I watch as he slurps another cube of ice into his mouth and kisses my lips softly before going down there on me. I feel his cold breath against my sex and he exhales. Inhaling, I close my eyes as he plants soft, gentle kisses on me. Purposefully avoiding my clitoris. His hands presses against my inner thighs, preventing me from folding them inward. I squirm against his strong hands as his kisses become deeper. I take a sharp intake of air as his.