The man looked sick. His hair was falling out, and his skin appeared cracked and discolored. His eyes were the worst part of his features. Bleeding an... leaking puss from under their lids they followed the limbless woman’s fall to the ground. Jonathan knew what was going to happen a moment before it did. The sickly looking man leaned down towards the fallen woman, who was still struggling upon the ground, a bit into the woman's leg. The woman screamed as the sick man ripped a bleeding chunk of. I could smell her pussy scent mixed with pee, and the aromas were intoxicating. I looked up at her face as I slowly ran my fingers over her opening. I watch closely to see any reaction, as I massaged my cum into her folds. To my delight she made no moments or signs she knew what was going on. Nor did she move her legs. Even so slowly I inched my middle finger up into her soaking we pussy. Before I knew it, I was inside her fully with two fingers, and exploring her soft hole. This made the smell. The barge captain refused, until I told him I was used to steering a plough behind a horse, and I doubted if steering a barge behind a horse would be much of a problem for me. Therefore I would commandeer the barge, in the name of the King, and take it to Devizes myself. He was horrified to think that his livelihood would be entrusted in the hands of a plough boy, and so, reluctantly, he cast off, and we travelled the sixteen miles to Devizes in about three hours.-- It was nigh on ten of the. ““I’m afraid.”“Afraid?”“I’m afraid I’m never leaving this place,” she says, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. “I feel I will not be like him, able to escape this place forever.”“He isn’t escaping,” Rick says, cupping her face, his thumb wiping away the drop the falls from her eye. “He’s only trading one prison for another. Besides, you won’t have to be a prisoner here for long. I will take you away from here. I promised you that.”“Will you?” she asks, perhaps sounding a bit too harsh.“I.