I licked my lips and let out a long moan. I spread my pussy, and my feet rose up in air and wrapped around his waist. While he was fucking me, he was ...lso watching my face and looking at me. The smug look on his face was making me angry so I looked away. This man beat my pussy for so long, made me whimper and moan and I enjoyed it so much. I was left asking for more and more and his dick was taking me so hard.I felt so much like a whore. My pussy was being stretched forcefully and I didn’t want. Of course he didn’t want to take the blame for my failures!We passed several of the town’s fishing boats on our way down, and every time I saw one I had to look up to verify that we still had our blue flag at the masthead. Surely Filo would be flying his. All of our ships should fly that flag. Sure, when we only had one ship it meant “Lord Jason is aboard” but now that we had multiple ships it meant what I had originally intended, “This ship is part of Lord Jason’s war fleet.” Maybe, eventually. I twisted and writhed toward him anyway. He glared at me sternly and pushed me away. He laid the cold scissors against my thigh and slid the blade up, under the panties. Snip. Again on the other side. He pulled the cloth across my clitoris and away. I was completely naked, completely helpless, and quivering from arousal. Continuing to stroke and squeeze my breasts, he used the other hand to unzip his jeans and free his erection from the black briefs. His tongue and teeth replaced his hand as he. Nothing happened, so I rang and knocked again.There was a sort of shuffling noise and some whispering. Then the door opened, just a few inches. I expected to see somebody's eye giving me a cautious once-over. But there wasn't an eye to be seen, only a huge theatrical mask over the face, and some mighty strange odours coming through from the flat."Your smoke-alarm's gone off." I said. "I'll need to fix it before it wakes everybody up. I'm sorry, but I must ask you to let me come in now." Is that.