’ ‘You can’t.’ ‘Why the fuck not, she’s mine!’ ‘Not anymore, I’m sorry.’ Bill looked down to the floor with a look of despair on h...s face. ‘I’m sorry, I’ll just get her things and leave.’ Jack said not knowing how to console the man who had been his best friend until last year. All he could say was I’m sorry and wished he could say more. ‘You have five minutes.’ Bill said. ‘Where’s her stuff.’ ‘Follow me.’ Jack followed Bill to the bedroom and got all of Ashley’s possessions then left without. "So, what, you came here to gloat? To insist that you're actually the most benign dictator the court has ever seen? Because, let me tell you, Frank, I just don't fucking care." "No," I said. "I've come to-" Brianna shook her head. "No, really, I don't care. At all. I'm sure I was wrong about you, in all kinds of ways. Great. Swell. I was wrong about a lot of things. Probably even deserve this fate. But whatever you have to say, I'd rather you just leave me alone." I reached across the bench and. ?Is this what your religion teaches?? Catherine went on. ?That when you have a woman defenceless in front of you that you should molest them because you can?t get a woman any other way? Does this make you a big man?? He flushed, then lashed her with his staff, hard across her tits. Lucius saw her body driven back onto the spikes, her head banging back against the wood. ?My god teaches me that witches must be punished,? he said. ?That whores should be humiliated. And my god seems to be. Gasping now because it felt so good. I didn't dare touchmyself. I reached forward and could just touch the edge of the sink. Withthe handhold I really began rocking, fucking my lover for every inch. Icould almost imagine Robert back there, grasping my hips as he reamed myasshole. Harder and harder, barely pausing between motions. I kept pushingup and back until I finally felt the cool ceramic tiles bump against myupturned cheeks. With each thrust my engorged cock would swing up and slapagainst.