.. would His Grace be available to speak with me? I have some questions about my, ah ... presence here.”“Of course, My Lady,” Cleo replied as sh...e carefully arranged the used dishes on her tray, “His Grace has ordered me to see My Lady into his presence as soon as she asked. Please, when My Lady is ready.”Leaving the dishes, Cleo led Angeline down the stairs to one of the function rooms, a simple private audience room with a lesser version of the throne on a raised dais, a few chairs for. I thought to follow her, but within no time she went to the staff room. I waited outside of the staff room for a long time to get a glimpse of her. After waiting for more than an hour she came out of the room and started going to the auto stand near our university.To follow to her house I went to the parking lot, took my bike and went to the stand. But I was disappointed since she was not there. I felt bad and soon I returned to my home.As my dad was not at the house, I thought of watching. And he had a pretty hard grudge against the girl. He was taunting her, telling her what he was going to do to her when the Preacher was through, and got a little too close. Even tied up, she lunged at him, locking down on his ear and not letting go. They pulled her off him and when they did she smiled, spitting his earlobe out. She looked him in the eye, blood dripping from her mouth. “Just like I thought, you taste like shit.”The boy screamed in pain, ranting until one of the older outlaws. “Are you planning to do me in the butt?“Good girl” I responded. “Very smart. Now bend over into the backseat so I can fuck that ass”Annalisa genuinely hesitated, looked around, and realized I had planned better than I was letting on. So she slipped back into character. “Please. No. Someone will see. It will hurt”“I’m giving you what you have asked for, and per you, you paid well. Don’t you want your money’s worth? As to Pain? Maybe Yes. Maybe No. Only one way to find out.”I grabbed her by the.