“You don’t appeal to me at all. Try my wife, she foisted you on me to prevent a horsewhipping for getting the miller’s daughter pregnant,” Fer...rimoot replied with contempt.“But she was a commoner and my uncle was going to force me to marry her!” Banfidees retorted.“Yes? And? You were the one who got her pregnant, you should have paid the price,” Ferrimoot replied. “To be honest, the miller told his father that he didn’t want that useless waste of space in his family anyway,” he added as an aside. From themoment I slide the flashlight in, my cock became rock hard and even a bit biggerthen normal. I didn't even touch it and it shot up like a rocket on that firstinitial slide in. My cock felt extremely hot like it had a fever. The more Iused the flashlight and stroked my cock, the better it all felt. Soon I startedto arch my back as I kept the rhythm up. Next thing I knew I am moaning like aporn star faking an orgasm. These were not manly moans either, very woman like.I continued to slide. "Welcome to the Chill Room! This is considered a private area of the club so you are free to do whatever you like. How about we set you down here and let you catch your breath." With that, Tony slid me down onto a large sofa. He reached down and took my wrist. "Well, no elevated heart rate, so I am guessing the second pill will be the one!"Tony gave me a wink and told me I was in good hands. He wandered off towards the front of the club again. The girls all piled comfortably onto the. Were they agreeing to her death? Had they come here to witness it, perhaps even revel in it? She could not bear that thought.She felt the feathered-one’s hands lift from her shoulders as the woman turned and took a few steps towards the altar. She lifted something from it and turned back towards Ankneela. Out of the corner of her eye Ankneela looked for a glint of steel reflecting the firelight, but saw none. The woman stood behind Ankneela again, her shadow revealing that she was lifting.