I heard him arrive. He didn’t say anything at first. I had hoped he’d be pleased that I’d come, but no his first words were to berate me for arr...ving at this place with my coat still on. It had never occurred to me to do otherwise. He now told me and I went along agreeing with him that I would, in future leave my coat at least 500 yards from ‘our place’ as he called it. I was to wear only boots and a slut collar. The collar he wanted I had to go and buy in a fetish shop. He asked me what boots. Her 36c breast, her slim waist and her long trim legs were accented by the tightness of her jogging shorts and top.She saw a look in Brads eyes when he looked at her. They were lying on the grass, side by side when he reached over to her, putting his hand behind her head and drawing her to him for a kiss. It started out as a soft calm kiss but soon his tongue was entering her mouth and she was sucking it in. His other hand went around behind her and pulled her whole body to him. She could feel. “Wanking yourself and then blowing your load against the wall, you dirty little pig...”He didn't respond, slowly getting the message and seemingly enjoying the abusive treatment.“All that cum, oh man,” I groaned. “I bet you thought the cleaning lady took care of that, didn't you? Or maybe you just didn't care who cleans up your mess afterwards.” I slowly ran my finger all the way up and down my flabby labia, then back up to my clit, licking my lips. “Mmh, but you'd never have thought that I got. Run off horses. Burn wagons. Block the road. Slow down the supply chain. Double the time and they need forty wagons a day, maybe a thousand wagons and ten thousand horses. That's what they need to support a thousand cavalry men. If they were to bring up a half million men? A single bad rainstorm would destroy them." You say then, we shouldn't concentrate on defending our walls, but taking the battle to their road?" Count Tellan asked."Yes, Count. The road is what I would call a 'soft target'..