Upon entering the palace Ambrose growled as more wounded met his gaze. Roaring out again Ambrose promised to end his treacherous uncle once and for al....Sliding to a stop as he entered the throne room Ambrose growled low as he saw that his uncle had Niaco unconscious. Laughing Conrad sat on the throne as he pointed at him. “So the bastard of my brother has returned.” Ambrose took a step then froze as Conrad pressed a knife to Niaco’s throat drawing a bead of blood. “Uh, Uh, uh, my bastard. They were even more shocked. They were expecting love. ‘So you think you can buy us off?’ ‘I took this job because I felt I needed to provide for you, and I will do that.’ He said it without emotion, as if he was fulfilling a contract. ‘Marc, this is your home. You belong here, with us, with Julia.’ His facial expression did not change. There was no softening, no recognition, and no re-connection. He repeated ‘I’m sorry,’ for a third time. There was nothing else he could say. All he wanted to. I made sure it was in the retracted position. Using the cattle prod,I suggested that he lift himself up as much as he could. He obeyed thoughhis stressed position was unsustainable for more than a few seconds. Hegained only a few inches of height.It was enough.I grabbed a tube of lube and squeezed a mighty amount of it onto the dildoand then suggested to him that he sit down. He could not have missed thedildo. And he didn't.I then cranked the dildo higher and set the machine to record the. “But you do think she’s hot, right? I mean, if she wasn’t your aunt.” “Well, yeah, if she wasn’t my aunt.” “That’s what I figured.” I took a couple more steps and turned around again. “Not that she’s really your aunt-aunt, right? She’s very pretty and quite passionate, actually. I wouldn’t blame you for a second if you thought about her while you, you know….” I made a wanking motion with my hand. I spun around before I could see how he reacted, and headed for the house. I called out over my.