I’m making you both honorary Scotsmen for your whisky drinking” he chuckled. “I wish I had a few more visitors like you two coming in here for a...wee dram or two, I could retire early.”I laughed and thanked him. In fun I responded by saying Jen didn’t really want to be a Scots-MAN.“Och no, I did nae mean that” he laughed “No I’ll gie ye that, ye wee fireball wife is most definitely a Scots lassie all right, I seen that fae m’self last night.” Personally I realised the landlord was only talking. She often hit Glade and the other two slaves whenever something displeased her. Sometimes it was because the food they’d prepared was not to her liking. Sometimes it was when she considered the fire to be burning too low, the hut disordered, or their weaving or pottery-making substandard. On occasion, she hit the slaves violently, often to the point of drawing blood, just because she felt like it. There was no way that Glade, any more than the more experienced Quagga or Mimosa, could anticipate. It was not a sexy look but that of a normal girl this calmed me down for 15 Mins then the shaking started again but worse than before. I brought my knees up to my chest and in this foetal position lay on the bed. It all suddenly hit me like a dam breaking; clearly you cannot experience such a turnaround in outlook and thinking without some time to process it. Then I started to sob and cry and cry and cry. I eve twice hit myself in the testicles and penis, I hated them but the pain stopped me. ’ I can’t believe I’m doing this Laura thought. She moved closer not knowing what to expect. ‘That’s alright.’ I’ll escort you out.’ ‘You can do more that that,’ Laura said in her sexiest voice. She grabbed him and kissed him hard. He pushed her against the wall while kissing and sucking her neck. ‘I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long now,’ moaned Laura. ‘I wanted you the moment I saw you,’ replied Andrew. He gradually moved his warm tongue to her breasts. He took one in his hand while sucking.