By the time she came to the hamlet she was close to collapse, her head spinning. To her relief, there was a well in the square next to the village gre...n. A couple of young men were standing beside it as she approached.With a pang of fear, she saw the lascivious way these two young bucks were looking at her. She knew how beautiful and desirable she still was, even in her present dishevelled and dusty state. With the strength draining out of her and no hope of fighting off an attack, she feared. "Go ahead, you evil bitch." That's my princess!" Steven was used to getting his way and knewexactly how to get it. He held the gun to my earlobes and pop...pop wentanother bit of my masculinity. I felt the pendants swinging lightlyagainst my ears. Another reminder that Steven was moving me closer tothat fork in the road.In the meantime, the nail tech had been working on my feet. It feltwonderful. She did something called an exfoliation, then began trimmingand filing and buffing my nails.. I am told the final orgasm is quite something. Shame no one has ever come back to tell it since the last Necromancer was killed.” Her teeth flashed. “And you’re all alone here, blasphemer. And once I have slain you, I shall be paid fifty times my weight in solid jade.”She reached down and tugged my bandages aside. My cock swung free and smacked against her bare rump with a meaty thump. There was no clear scar tissue or burns on my bright red dick – but there was a definite, throbbing need for. He knew exactly why.“I’m sorry. Owen wanted me one last time on his private plane before he had to give me back to you. I told you I could clean up.”“I like sloppy seconds when it comes to you. I like reclaiming you, although as I told you, I don’t own or control you.”“Dare I mention Owen at this point?”“Of course.” Dave didn’t want there to be any secrets between them. He knew if he shut off this avenue of communication other ‘un-discussable topics’ might also appear elsewhere in their.