" Oh. Can we get started?" I said, not really surprised by his plans."Joseph, this is what I want you to do. The timer will go off at five till ten, j...st before the auction starts. At ten thirty you will take this pistol and shoot Tim in a leg, a minute later in the other leg, shoot him in the arms the next two minutes, then finish him off at ten thirty-five by shooting him in the heart. I believe that will break any hope you have left before you die."Okay, so I couldn't keep my fear from. He did not try to persuade her out of the duel any more. He knew she was going through with it and he did not want to do any thing that might affect her concentration. He pulled her close to him and she gave him fierce hard sexless kisses, already tensed up for the duel in his arms. He had got into the habit of pressing his hips into her legs when they were embracing but he felt no impulse to do so now. His penis was lying small and unroused. In the past he had been excited by the prospect of. Feeling herself falling, she put her hands on his shoulders and gripped the leather of his vest. His arm tightened pulled her down. She fell forward to straddle his muscular thighs, pressed up against his body with her soft breasts crushed against the wall of his chest. His fingers curled in her hair. Slowly, irresistibly, he pulled her head back, breaking the kiss. His moist tongue stroked her neck. Tingles followed in the wake of the caress. Her eyes fluttered closed in erotic bliss and she. In the dim flickering of the nightlight, the room appeared filled with men slaves. Jorg, the one who grabbed me, bore an uncanny resemblance to the huge black man who lay in the chair next to me although at the time, I couldn’t remember any of my real life. I was totally immersed in the scene. With ease he flung me over his shoulder and in doing so, my nightshirt fell over my head leaving all my lower body exposed to the gaze of everyone and my feeble efforts at defending myself by thumping his.