“Yes?” I replied. The dancer’s face and smile had now totally disappeared and there was a fire burning in the depths of her eyes.“Kill him slo...ly,” she said. She drew out the word slowly, holding onto the ‘oh’ sound as if she were tasting the word as she said it. She then turned and walked down the hallway back to the main room. I was hoping it wouldn’t come to that. If Boris’ and Natasha’s plan worked there would be no bloodshed, but Boris’ warning about these being violent men still applied.. Blood was all over her thighs, she must be cut badly. Laughing, Master Ivan starts to have quicker movements in and out of her once virgin pussy, bringing pleasure out of this pain, yet she couldn’t reach an orgasm, as his breathing became heavier. He suddenly took his bloody cock out of her pussy, forced her on her knees, and shoved it into her throat releasing his warm jizz. Now clean the blood off my cock with your tongue, he spat on her face enjoying the sight of his innocent property. He suggested that Lord Mikael Rothberg or preferably, Earl Vincent Arrondale as a possible husband he would approve of. She could use whatever means she felt she had at her disposal to encourage a favourable result.Ulani had laughed at the letter. Reading between the lines, the crafty old bugger had said she could screw either or both of them as long as one of them married her. She would have to think about it she decided. Vincent’s sexy smile popped into her head.Bethany was distressed that. Waking up in the morning I felt groggy and tired but one thing I did notice was I woke up with morning glory, I was rock solid and made a huge tent of the quilt. I needed to sort this out. I slid my hand down into my panties where it was stretching them and slid them off allowing my cock to grow to it's full size, I was so horny and instantly began wanking to hard and fast. I stripped off naked and pulling the quilt off I lay naked wanking so hard, my tits flat on my chest but bouncing.