” “Would you drink it for me?” The car swerved a little, bit Jen quickly brought it back under control. I gently stroked her thigh in an attempt...to calm her down. “Well…?” “Y… y… yes, I would Mistress.” “Mmmmm… Good.” There was a pause. “So… what else?” “Would you let me meet your husband?” I saw Jen’s knuckles turn white on the steering wheel. “Yes, Mistress.” “Would you have sex with him while I watched?” “Yes, Mistress.” “Would you watch while he had sex with me?” There was a long pause.. ”“King of fools, more than likely. He was just an idiot!” another member of the thieves called out.“Then I will have to kill each of you until I have killed you all.” I readied my horse and pointed my weapon at the next one. He whistled, and another 25 men rode up.“Line them all up; I’ll burn your bodies when I am finished.”“And what if we decide not to come to you one at a time?”“Then, you would have no honor as a thief. Come, let me send each of you to be with your comrade there on in the. And yet… And yet I couldn't deny the wetness between my thighs, or the strange heat that had begun to spread there since the first sight of a fully naked man and woman had appeared on screen. I had watched, avidly, as a man's fingers dipped in between one woman's legs, stroking her vagina with long swipes of his large fingers, and squirmed. I clenched my thighs together as I stared, growing exponentially more uncomfortable as the seconds ticked by. When the man finally slipped a finger inside. At least not when it came to how he responded to people lacking self control.She had personally witnessed two demonstrations of why it was never a good idea to push him too far. One was a case with an ex-girlfriend. She'd never been dumped and he dropped her like a hot potato when he found out that she'd lied to him; hell, she'd cheated on him and then attempted to blame it on him.He didn't raise his voice, or a hand to her. He simply fixed her with a gaze that shut her up and had her looking.