"Marla shook her head. "Not with a pistol, and I've never fired a rifle like yours. Not sure I could like this." She clinked handcuffs together to dem...nstrate. "Don't leave me alone again, please. I don't think I could take it." It should be pretty safe." distant gunfire punctuated his sentence. "Well ... fairly safe. Here's what I'm worried about. Last night there were hundreds of them out on the road. It might be a few days before they can come get us, no telling what might happen before. I unzipped my fly and pulled out my dick which seemed so small in comparison. She smiled at me and stared into my eyes as she began sucking his dick. I remember feeling my self-confidence plummet as she swallowed his length, my jealousy overtaking me and my dick softening.She grabbed my dick with her spare hand, still sucking his cock, a look of disappointment in her eyes as she tugged my limp dick. Dom was fully aroused and started groaning, talking dirty to her as she continued sucking his. Michael sat back with me.“Do you have any experience?” Michael asked me.“No. Why should I?” I asked.“No, it’s not your problem dear. It’s a good thing. If you do it well, you’ll have to be Dominic’s sex slave,” Micheal said.“What?” I exclaimed.Jack turned back and said, “Yeah, Dom always keeps the best with him. His house is full of sexy bitches. If you try to leave, he will blackmail you with something.”“I hope I’m not good at stripping,” I said to myself. We reached the place. The club had. The only other piece of furniture was a small rocking chair with a wool blanket folded over the back. Two standing lamps filled the room with a warm, yellow light.Olivia felt bad about lying to John about the reason she was here. Oh, she knew about the history of this room. She knew about the past innkeeper's fair daughter and the would-be gentleman rapist that met his demise on the end of a soldiers bayonet. The man, a squire and a rogue by the name of Bartholomew Swyver, enjoyed robbing.