Finally they looked a bit embarrassed. "Sorry. Do you want to come in off the doorstep? I don't want the neighbours seeing me in these silk boxers" I...said - as if to imply me and my gf were trying to be inconspicuous haha. "Oh thank you!! " they were so surprised to have been invited into someones house probably for the first time.. They then started their usual sales pitch. "Can I just stop you there a second" I said. "As you can probably tell me and my girlfriend are just in the middle of. I smiled at that and thanked him. Before taking the man up on the offer, I slipped in a few more questions and got myself a few more answers. Number one was the fact that he didn't own the tavern and that he only worked the bar. The owner was a local by the name of Kurt Walker and no the man wasn't around at that moment. The other fact I got an answer to was that Kathy, the man's wife, was the head cook of the White Owl and that she was in back working. At that I thanked the man for his. He kissed me and rubbed at my crotch, squeezed my fake, stuffed tits. I pushed him off, and started unzipping his pants. He stopped me. “Bitch, who do you think you are? You’re MINE. I’ll tell you what to do.” He turned me over, pulled up my dress, exposing my smooth, firm ass. He started spanking me. “fuck, ohh FUCK” I cried out, it hurt, but it was a mix between pain and pleasure. He stopped spanking me, and got up off the bed, unzipping his pants and letting them fall. A HUGE 7-8 inch cock. The servants followed but I sent the soldiers and the duke back into fire.I watched for over an hour and finally turned away and reached for Helen's hand. There was an angry crowd in the street of the town. They did not move as we approached and I growled and let my voice be heard, "betrayal and murder have been avenged. You are lucky I decided not to burn your town for helping that ... asshole kill my master."They looked down and shifted and I took a step, "if I hear it has happened again I.