Our concubines have to trust that we'll always want them around, but it can't be just about sex. I think they instinctively know this because I've wat...hed all of the concubines on Trinary Island, and there is a huge amount of emotional vulnerability they display especially when their owner is returning after being away.I know I've told you quite a bit about the new mission for my unit. We will be heading to Tuftsat on a mission to burn the grasslands and hopefully make deep cuts into the food. She closed her eyes and tried to drift off, and to ignore the nagging needle of fear.Simon didn't see her leave. Even though he had known this would happen, and though he'd known he couldn't do anything to stop it, he hadn't wanted to look at her. He didn't want to see her watching him.It didn't matter. His attention- and hair- were viciously yanked from the dilemma. He was staring at a face that held no pity, no compassion. If Simon had half a second, he could probably have remembered who the. “Harder” I begged. He wrapped his big strong fingers around my throat and held my head against the mirror. “That’s what you need isn’t it?” he said scolding me. “You just need a man’s dick in you, don’t you?”...”Huh?” he yelled as he pushed hard on my throat. Now he was getting rougher and I was loving it. “You like Uncles big cock fuckin’ your little pussy don’t you?” “Yes!” I screamed. “I’ve been a bad little slut!” I could tell he was getting off on this. He got rougher and started to pull. She sometimes seems 'posessed' by the 'bad witch' she met in that lake. It's her 'wall'.How big the bad luck of losing her identidy here, a fortnight before her eighteenth.How big the bad luck she started a new one immediately, less honest, only her age not.How bad the change from an obnoxious 'Gothic' girl with some 'dark sides of the moon'.How bad the behaviour as 'Nobility of (b)lack (of) colour'. I hide her name, my discrecy.I understand well now her basic tactics and strategies in the game.