She cupped it and my hard scrotum in her hand and nuzzled my chest."That feels awful good," I said."Thought it might," she said, wriggling still close... as my hand pulled her to me, stroking her smooth back."You two live alone?" I asked, a naked girl in each arm."Um," they both said. "Sort of," said the younger girl. "She's married but he ran away a month or so ago. Recruiters were out scouring the area." Redcoats?" I asked, feeling my member, which had shrunk to the size of my thumb in the. William was actually related to us. His son Jameswas married to my elder sister Agnes.I was not too worried about getting caught as I slipped out as ourbesiegers were a bit lax and had not surrounded our small castle.Unfortunately we would not be able to smuggle a horse out so I wouldhave to sneak away on foot until I could get a horse in those we hadsent to the top of the glen.The very next overcast night I was let down from the wall by a rope,keeping as quiet as I could. The few campfires of. I've been tied and bound in just about all commonly known positions, and beaten down, both emotionally and physically. The dollar amount in clothing I've lost is probably in the thousands. If they weren't cut or ripped to shreds, they were soiled to the point of repair. My ass has taken its share of beatings, and intrusions, where sitting down after-the-fact was a chore. Other parts of my body have taken equal abuse, taking weeks for the bruises to heal, and the most humiliating of them. He transformed that naïve, young girl into a wanton, naughty woman. “Do they still have that alcove?” I asked.“Yes.”“Doing a little scouting, huh?” I turned my head, catching a glimpse of his blue eyes and hungry face. “Prowling the library for places to fuck hot women.”“Well...” He gave me a grin. “There's always a naïve, young girl that needs a real education.”“Mmm, you taught me so much in that alcove.”Sven took my hand and pulled away from me. He backed up, leading me down the stacks..