Masterson undressing her with his eyes, ogling at her ass. "Would it be alright if I freshened up a bit?" He asked, his eyes glued once again to her ...hest. "I want to look presentable for your interview. Feel free to set your camera up wherever you like." Before she could even respond, Mr. Masterson disappeared upstairs, making the old, wooden stairs creak. She heard him walking around upstairs, his hulking frame moving from room to room. Bianca opened up the tripod, set up the camera, and. Sighing again, Gordon stood up and walked down to her handing her his plate. "Here, you look as if you need this a lot more than I do."Looking at the plate suspiciously, she stared up at the tall muscular man, "look mister I can't pay you back and as you can see I can't really pay you back with sex," though he hadn't had any in a long time, Gordon wasn't desperate enough to fuck a prego broom stick."Look, it's almost Christmas and though I can't believe I am saying this, no one really deserves. Yes, I liked the bite and the sting, and maybe the shame too! A second stroke broke my nostalgic reverie as it hit just below where the first had landed. Both marks throbbed and ached as my tormentor paced around the room, whipping the cane through the air. He cackled and admonished me, “I hope I’m getting through to you, young Jason. I won’t have any foul language in my garden or house. Is that clear?” I agreed submissively as he sliced a third cane stroke down on my naked bottom. I was. He has the 2nd and 4th Regiments, the 5th Regiment and the 1st Armoured are supposed to be here to support him and to secure the surrounding area. A few minutes later he learns the 5th Regiment and the 1st Armoured are under fire in southern Shumeer. He decides to act without them.The 2nd Regiment charges in the gate and they’re met with light rifle fire. They’re fast to cross the front garden and drives. Reaching the front doors they charge in. Light machine-gun fire stops the first dozen.