Robina had not sent new orders for more silk in the last month, and neither had Vasari. The rumour was that the war was off. The price of her silk had...dropped dramatically. That damn foreigner had put the wind up both of them, and her schemes had been squashed.It was probably just as well, as she was having trouble supplying the orders she did have. The damn aracnzi were still playing up and were attacking her people even more than they had in the past. Several of them had been bitten and while. I clawed and bit into the bed sheets, preventing myself from screaming at the top of my lungs, as I had to forcibly endure the pain of his large cock tearing my ass apart.Suddenly, I heard him reach out for his belt, and fear began to consume every last bit of hope that remained within me.“This is getting a bit dull, so I’ll have to find other ways to entertaining myself” said Mr. Beckett before lashing his belt onto my back.This time, I could no longer hold back my pain as I cried and screamed. When he had finally been able to call home, Granny had been proud of the fact that she and her protégé had found "other company" since he was gone.Saffron had spared no detail of how big and virile this new partner was. Listening to each lurid detail was like being stabbed with a hot poker. The bottom line was that Arabella had left town with another man. No one knew where she was or when she would be back. Trying to bury the resentment and disappointment he felt, Simon stepped. ‘I just wanted to say, I was really impressed by what you did for me,’ she continued, looking up at me through stray strands of flax-colored hair. ‘You could have really taken advantage of me, but you were just totally chivalrous.’ ‘There’s no way I would have done anything else,’ I said, trying to keep my eyes locked onto hers, and failing every few seconds as I glanced down the length of her beautiful willowy body, then back up to see those cute ears just barely poking out of the waterfall.