"What is the meaning of this interruption?" my husband demanded."I'm sorry your highness," the servant apologised "But there has been anurgent message...received" he said handing a small slip of paper to him. AsPhilip read the paper, all of the colour from his face drained."This cannot be true," he said, in shock."What is it my love?" I asked, worried."My parents, they have been found dead on the road. Beaten to death." There must be some mistake" General Simmons responded "They weresurrounded by. I didn't know what I was doing, but before I could think it through, I had slid my hand down his pants and had started to jerk him off.I heard a moan in my ear. It turned me on so much that I started to give it more enthusiasm.What was I doing? This is the opposite to what I should be doing. But I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with every stroke. I started to move my hips now, so I could feel the cock on my back. Maybe I could pleasure him too and hear more moans. I looked to the. "And your breakfast wasn't enough to get by on? Oatmeal is very healthy, especially when it's plain, without any sweeteners that might upset your delicate system. Remember before we got married, how you used to love eating all sorts of delicious food and drinking fine wines? That wasn't good for someone with a sensitive constitution like yours. You should be thanking me for putting you on a strict diet."Again, he wanted to respond, to point out that his meals were all bland and there was never. Smiling, Roach picked up his sketchpad, opening to a new page. “He can draw?” was Niki’s surprised thought, as she sat there, trying to concentrate on what she was doing, but her mind consumed with what he had told her to do. She was just waiting.“” she heard, looking up, seeing her tormentor looking at her intently. She considered playing dumb, considered acting as if she did not understand, as if she was not aware that he had said ‘a couple buttons’, not just one. Looking back down at her.