‘Lady Morag!’ called a familiar voice. Her maid, Winnifred, had just come running into the great hall. ‘You should have fled with the priest! He...could protect you from the barbarians that are coming!’ ‘You heard?’ The young woman nodded, some of her brown hair tumbling free. Winnifred and Morag had been friends since childhood, and the lady of the keep was reminded again why she loved her friend so dearly. ‘I cannot flee while my people are in danger, Winnifred. Surely you can see that. But. I wonder why you can’t hear it. I can feel the blood pumping through my body causing almost a pain as it forces my awareness to the ache in me, the need to feel even closer to you. I think you sense my intensity, for slowly your eyes open, quickly becoming re accustomed with your surroundings. I see the look in your eyes change as the memories come flooding back, we look deeply into each other and you smile, I see all that you feel there in the depths of your eyes, some confusion, some fear and. I am warning you only once, play nice and we could both have some fun. If you try to resist, I will not show you any mercy at all, do you understand?" Your tone and the strength you have displayed scare me and I'm sobbing softly as I nod. You enjoy seeing me submit to you, my face streaked by tears, my body trying to relax despite the fear. It gives you such a high. Just knowing that you have me at your will makes you harder than ever.You pull my hands up over my head, binding my wrists. "When I got home after work, Katie said that everything was set up for Friday evening at seven. "Can you take care of the kids for this evening? I'm so hot from talking to him I could fuck a telephone pole. I'm going out and screw someone's dick off. While I was talking to Bill on the phone, I took my panties off and rubbed myself until I came, Bill said that he was doing the same thing on his end, but that was just enough to really make me horny."When Katie came home around two in the morning,.