Sooner or later someone was going to come looking for her. He had to find somewhere else to keep her, somewhere safe. He popped the top off of another...beer, it wasn’t supposed to be this way. Why did she have to run away. She was his. His DAMN IT! Why couldn’t she see that. He had thought at first that if he couldn’t have her then nobody would, but he couldn’t do that. He couldn’t kill her. He loved her. Why did she make him hurt her. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he didn’t have a choice. She. What had she ever done to be in this position? She’d always been a good girl yet here she was with a strange man’s dick sliding across her tongue and about to be sold to some criminal in central America. At least the dick in her mouth didn’t really taste bad, it wasn’t nearly as gross as she’d always assumed that it would. As she began to bob her head on his cock, she could feel it swelling and growing harder in her mouth until it was rock hard yet still velvety soft on her lips.To Pete, Jerry. She was now going to masturbate openly for their entertainment and mine. Her hands moved towards her naked breasts as she began to squeeze and pull at them, fingers teasing and pinching at the nipples as she worked herself up to a state of ecstasy. One hand now worked its way down over her stomach to her open legs, the fingers searching out her clitoris, rubbing slowly at first and picking up pace as her hips bucked upwards in expectation. She moved her other hand down to join the first and. They hadn’t explained further, just shown him to the door. At the time he had been furious, but had eventually got over most of his anger and humiliation. A small part of the desire behind his plan to reduce the army was down to the chance to wreak a little revenge. However he and Thorn and the Chancellor of the Exchequer had also seen the cost of the armed forces and had realised that by removing most of it the ‘Peace Dividend’ would be huge. In retrospect maybe slowing down would make his.