‘Okay?’ I whispered gently. ‘Don’t ask silly questions.’ She laughed. I took off my sweater and shirt as she came to me pressing herself ag...ainst me, her proud breasts resting against my chest. The kiss that followed was long, hungry and consuming. I ran my hands all over the soft feminine fabric that held her body. ‘Oh my God! ‘ she almost whimpered in my ear. ‘I think I’m ready for you already.’ That sure stirred the pot! We pealed off the remainder of our clothes and were in bed in less. My axe and shield lay near where my head was, and that huge fucking war axe that I had taken in combat lay near where my feet were. At one side I found my pack and was thankful. Within were my hammer, tongs, fire kit, travelling gear and some spare clothing. I opened it to find all the food dried to powder and my spare clothing was sized for a man two feet taller than I was, and much slimmer. Well, I had breeks to keep my ass off the stone and an over shirt that I could cut down to my knees. I’m really hot for you.’ Hosi giggled, ‘I’ll take my chances. You wouldn’t disappoint the queen, would you?’ She sounded serious, but we both knew different. I stood, took the oil from her and held her in my arms as I kissed her deeply. She melted in my embrace as I melted in hers. I never failed to be amazed that I had come thousands of miles to the deepest jungle of Brazil to find the love of my life. I traded places with Hosi, placing her gently on the bed while I moved to the floor.. Doris glanced at her face, curiously. Her eyes were puffed and swollen as though she'd been crying, and her skin was white with red blotches.Despite herself, Doris asked the unnecessary question. "Did Madam hurt you last night?"Mabel's voice was bitter. "Yes, you saw it!" A hard edge came into her tone: "It hurts to be tortured with electric shocks then--then have a hard thing stuck in--into you!" She looked at Doris, coldly, then asked, viciously: "Did you enjoy watching, Miss--did you orgasm.