He could not fail to notice firstly Ruth’s new outfits worn for work, or the tension shown by her, leading up to Thursday. He watched through hooded...while she undressed, taking in for the first time her new style of underwear unfortunately or fortunately he never got to see her bruised and battered body has she moved to the bathroom. The mystery continued when Ruth clung to the very edge of the bed, and it was also her smell normally strong by this time of the day, but Donald noticed she was. "Yohann hobbled over to the fuscoferuginous bath and tested the water. It was warm, not too hot and he eagerly wanted to just jump in. His wounds and sores would soak nicely in the water but he eyed the gracile Sunniva."Why?"Sunniva shifted nervously. "My parents are from Elgiva," she lied and shrugged. "I don't want to see you beaten."Yohann gave her a warm smile and looked at the plate of fruit. "I am not too hungry after the torture yesterday. Will you have some?" Yohann asked and Sunniva. “I’m made for whatever you want of me. I’ll do anything you ask, because that’s what I am.”“What are you?” her son asked. “I’m a whore!” Janet whispered, her face flushing. “I’m a whore and a cunt and a cocksucker. I’m whatever you want, me to be.”“A whore sells her ass! Mother,” Shari said. “You don’t do that.”“But I will,” Janet answered softly, looking at her daughter. “I’ll sell my ass if you want me to. I’ll fuck anyone you say, as many as you want me to fuck. I’ll suck cock off, eat. Only when he has given me his complete and unconditional surrender will I decide the terms of surrender. The longer I have to wait, though, the harsher those terms will be. Right now, I have a belly full of excellent French cheese and bread, and I am in a very good mood,” I commented as I thanked the messenger and sent him back.I sent word with one of the men guarding him that, if he came back out and waved the white flag in my direction, the evacuation of the city should be halted temporarily.