I almost died when you told me who you were, Henry James Dalton. For a moment I thought that you had made me whole so that you could hurt me some more... I misjudged you. You aren't that kind of man." Hank doesn't show enemies any mercy," Joan said, "but when you became his property, Gordi, you weren't his enemy any more. You were just a broken soul." You were a soldier that your government threw to the wolves," Hank said. "You should have been treated as a soldier. Capturing enemy leaders is. He sat her in one of the wooden chairs at the table and tied her hands behind the back of the chair and then tied her ankles to the two front chair legs. He pushed one of the knitted mittens from her purse into her mouth. T nodded and the other three left the room, the one who sat next to her on the couch looking back at her when he turned to close the door and T yelled. ”Go feed the dogs, Bone, now.” They were left alone and Brenda sat there stiffly, her eyes darting all around the room,. ..he gasped as it popped, then sat on the bed so it stayed inside him. He rocked slowly massaging his prostate not touching his cock...it felt so good, his arse burned deep inside and he felt a little pre cum ooze from his head.He couldn't stand any more and gripped the metal rings around his cock slowly moving up and down as the bit into his skin, he knew he couldn't last long and started to work harder bringing his hand hard down onto the top of is balls. He worked it for a couple of minutes. ”Maggie threw a cushion at him.He caught it easily, and continued saying that he said that he liked the innocent look that belied the wild woman he knew was wearing it. I said that I could always try and get Maggie to persuade Kat to wear something similar for him.Kat responded by speaking directly to Maggie, “I don’t like the way the men are talking about us again, as if they can tell us what to do. I think we should leave them to prepare the food and consider how they are going to speak to us.