King Neithon was grateful to Eochaid that he could once more dine in his own hall and Eoric sensed the alliance between Dalriada and Strathclyde had i... anything been strengthened further. He had recovered somewhat from his reaction to the death and carnage at Dunbarton, but the feeling of the blood seeping into the earth had not fully left him as yet.Eochaid's mood brightened even further if that was possible when they found Domnall Brec waiting for them at Dunadd. Before the King could speak. There was no personal history. Her name was Cherry, but that was it. No family, no home. She left her desk when instructed, went with whoever she was told to go with. She ate and slept where and when she was instructed. The only other thing in her mind was a vast library of sexual techniques. She was a living fuck doll with basic clerical skills.I had to pull out of her mind before I threw up. Sure it was intriguing, even tempting considering her looks, but at one time she was a person with. I realised at that moment that I had lost her. I could never compete with these sexual athletes. How could she have said just eight hours earlier 'Darling, please remember I'll always love you' and now express her 'love' for this sexual predator? I was so confused not least because I had to admit to myself that what had happened caused considerable arousal in me. I realised that I would have to sort my own feelings out. Understand how I had watched my wife be so used, yet I'd not been. Almost invariably, the pretty young things opted for the former and did their best to accommodate his unusual appetites in the secretive basement.Arthur was a handsome man.He wore the latest of fashions and availed himself of only the finest grade of personal care products. He had in his employ a Japanese woman of middle age who tended to his cock every day bringing him to heights of convulsive ejaculation with her talented fingers and skilled oral manipulations. Her name was Miss Oko and she.