” She said putting her fists on her hips.“Who may I ask was the first?” Vilkas asked leaning forward.“A female dark elf. She said she knew the...owner of the house that he was a good friend of her’s at one point.”“Do you know where the woman went after asking about the house?”“Yes actually. She said she had business to the west of the city. Something about a fort of bandits and a headless rider?”The Companions looked to each other than seeming surprised. Not many would chase a ghost, but then. She gasped “oh, god” as I slid into her. I knew she would not orgasm this way and I had already instructed myself not to cum. Pleasure was not the purpose. Slowly, I fucked her ass until I felt my point was made. When I yanked out, she groaned.“Clean me with a washcloth,” I commanded. She whispered a ‘“yes, sir” as she began cleaning me.“Now, go back to the dungeon.”She walked downstairs. Again, I was acutely aware, looking for potential signs of rebellion. I felt none. She was docile as I. Then he calmly cooked the pieces of snake he'd wrapped up, putting them on the end of a sharpened stick. When they were done he went to the part of the snake that had fallen to the ground and cut it up too. These pieces he put on a wooden framework that bent into an upside down 'U' that made a sort of cover for the fire pit. He put green branches on the fire and began smoking the meat. Jane's stomach rumbled. She WAS hungry. And she had to pee. She explored the platform and found a clay pot. He started moving his hand, his thumb massaging her back door while his index finger flicked playfully at her clit. With his other hand, he let go of her hair and reached under her chest for her breast and pawed at it. She started to pant and moan again while he continued to build her up. Then, without warning, his other hand pinched her nipple hard and she cried out, the pain pushing her looming orgasm out of reach again. But this time, he didn't stop playing with her pussy and asshole as.