He looks his son up and down, his gazepausing briefly between his legs, then stares into his son's face again.He bellows, like a wounded animal. Then ...e finds his voice."Fuck, Joel, what have they done to you? Shit, the bastards! I'll killthem," he shouts, and he starts struggling again, trying to escape thebonds on his hands, now chafed and red."No, Daddy!" says Joel, clearly. "They didn't do this to me! I did thisto me! I did! I love this, daddy. I love being like this!"The man becomes. ” “Unless war should come to pass on our lands,” his expression darkened, “which I fear it may.”“Perhaps he could marry a warrior Queen?” The Advisor suggested.The King looked at the man, ten years his junior his Advisor had at first been his Squire in the first war, he had seldom spoken to the boy at first but had, after years of campaigning, found he offered sound wisdom in his words, a bright man, something he often needed to guide his sword arm.“Perhaps.” The King sighed, taking a drink of. Nicole noted hiseyes as they quickly scanned the room, lighting on her for a moment.His utter lack of reaction was reassuring. The last thing she wantedwas to deal with someone who forgot the axiom 'appearances can bedeceiving.' He stopped at his desk and checked something atop it."Ms. Harrison?"The next half-hour was a superficially casual conversation. The man,Sergeant Raymond, was quite good at his job. Whether by training ornatural talent, he quizzed her about who she was, her background,. .please' i breathed, he didn't say anything, just kept fingering me 'PLEASE. ..PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME' i moaned loudly, he pushed me to the floor, grabbed his rolling pin off the counter and slapped it across my ass, he held it against my hip and he dipped his cock in my pussy, out and in my arse and back again over and over and over, then deciding on my pussy as he fucked me, he held my head up, facing his camera as he rode me from behind on his kitchen floor, and then i felt it, his cum.