"You want me to take her back? Don't play with me king. I have a hell of a lot more on you than you do me. Really I don't care about your petty little...war! Now do you want to retract what you said or should I just turn back?" "You bastard we had a deal you can't...!" Conrad started. "I CAN"T!? Listen you filthy piece of swill! I could kill you easily. Just as I am sure that all four of the king’s knights could. Yeah that's right knights! They aren't as good as Tonaco, though they are damn. They poked me hard, merciless, where ever they could hit me, and on a high frequency, allowing me no time to avoid their attacks at all. They also didn’t speak one single word to me.. only to each other. For them I was no more than an object and certainly not a human. (just the way I like it)When they had their fun Scorpion kind of yanked out of the cage on my leash and dragged me behind him towards the door of the barn. Due to the speed I tripped and fell on the dusty floor. Both Scorpion as. The two girls were as dissimilar as night and day or darkness and light and their names were Doreen and Bree. On the outside, the wayward wards were utterly charming and fine examples of British womanhood at its best in a demanding society that valued modest behavior at all times.Honeysuckle, of course, had penetrated that soft cover of long suffering femininity and determined that the girls at seventeen were both rotten to the core with their greed and avarice and dissolute sensuality. It. She really liked my brother, but Tim wasn't interested in her. So, Tara fucked anyone to stay in with the club. That’s how it worked.After showering, I found my black lace thong and matching bra. On top, I went for my worn out tight ass jeans, boots, cut off tee shirt, and leather jacket. I tied a bandana around my head to keep my long hair from blowing in my eyes as I rode. But it could still fly on the wind. Awesome.There’s nothing like the freedom of a ride and, heading to the Eastsiders.