‘It is foolish to dwell on that she-devil,’ said the man sitting next to him. His body was covered in scars from the demon as well. ‘Our home wi...l soon be the mines. Take this moment of pleasure while you can.’ As if hearing the mines mentioned, the demon got up and pulled at the chain, nearly dragging the slaves to their feet. ‘Your moment of luxury ends now. We go!’ The slaves got to their feet and let the demon lead them towards the door. Before they could leave, Rydia entered. She blocked. "Yes," she gasps. "Stop that." Why? Is it turning you on?" he slaps her cunt a little harder."You'll have to do better than that," she taunts him. He swats her cunt a few more times and gets her to pee in response each time but she still refuses to admit that it is making her horny."How hard should I hit you?" he resorts to asking her."Why does it have to be a hit?" she asks. "You could try something else." I kinda already started this," he responds vaguely.She understands what he means though.. "Ah, what would you recommend?" How about our breakfast special? Would you like coffee too?" That would be perfect."I stared as she walked away, her muscular legs, nice ass and sexy swagger keeping my attention until she disappeared into the kitchen. I couldn't help but wonder if she was married or might be interested in younger men. She returned with my meal soon, surprising me with how little time it took.As she placed the plate on my table, I took notice of her hands, checking for a wedding. I discovered that Stan had wanted many things that Jack simply blew off. They were things like: escalators on the first three floors, elevators on each end of the building that he wanted encased in glass, a first floor atrium and things of that nature. Next to them Jack had written crude comments. They ranged from ‘stupid idea’ with regards to the escalators, ‘idiotic’ with regards to the glass-enclosed elevators, and ‘too much work’ with regards to the atrium. The list went on and on with 90%.