” Dread flooded him and he wanted to cry suddenly. It wasn’t his fault that the slaver girl had ravaged him, all those years ago. It wasn’t like...she looked strange or anything, just a black girl who was offering to screw his head off. Fuck it; he hadn’t even felt the bite at first until she started to suck him dry. He had a choice, drink from her or die. At the time, he was still inside her and pinned under her hips with little strength left. It hadn’t really mattered very much until he had met. "Catheryne gave him a rueful look. "Oh, well, that's reassuring. Condemned to a life of doing something I hate." And that is why monarchs have First Lances," Jordan said. "To keep them in good spirits and with a positive mindset." They can't do that if they're dead," Catheryne snapped.Jordan's face turned instantly cold. "Let's not start that." What?" said Davina."Oh, nothing," Catheryne said. "It's just my First Lance, who--" Let's not start that, " Jordan said."Oh, is this the death wish. ComOne of my sissy sluts in training made the mistake of saying he did not think I could be cruel or treat him as the object he was. I found the following exchange very amusing and thought to share it with you. Sissy…entry after his second session… 2 hours later and i now realize you are even more cruel and wicked then i realized during the first session. Reflecting on the session i realize that you did truly treat me as a menial sissy object and nothing more. The entire time there i did. "Andrea, you are my wife, I hate the idea that you should always be in the shadows. Will Charles even see any pictures? You have said that he never reads anything apart from the business pages." He doesn't." I confirmed."Well even if he did what will he think? Does he expect you to live your life alone and celibate? The fact that we are together doesn't mean that automatically I am Charlie's father." He countered."You're probably right, Rich. However I would still feel uneasey if I went with.