"Did I hurt you, Frederick?" I nodded."Then I suppose I ought to untie your hands as well?"I nodded again."I will, but you must stay as a servant girl... until Graham has sent the groom away. Do you promise?"I nodded.Felicity lifted my apron, winked at me, then flipped it over my head while she untied my wrists. I shook my head but I couldn't displace the apron. There was just too much of it. Once my wrists were free she removed the gloves gently. Even so that hurt because my wrists and hands were. But I do use cunt meat for my amusement and perhapseven my pleasure. But that depends on how obedient, quick and useful you are.Understand, cunt?? I started to say, ?Yes, Sir,? in a voice thickened by sexual arousal but hecut me short. ?Cunts don't speak, they nod and shake their head to acknowledgeand obey without question.? I nodded and felt slightly giddy as if my will power was draining out of me.I was not an independent human any more but suddenly a cock slot for his entertainment. . Tabhi mera tight ho gaya tha .pani pine ke baad thodi der hamne yahan wahan ki batein ke phir mene usko kuch thanda le aane ko bola woh kithchen me jakar mere liye rose ka sharbat lane lagi. tab tak mene t v on karke music chanel start kiya hua tha .ache ache songs baj rahe the .tabhi woh mere liye rose sharbat lekar aayijab mein sharbat pee raha tha tabhi achanak t v murder ka songs start ho raha tha . umi use dekh rahi thi. tabhi mene socha ki yeh sahi waqt hai usko maza dene ka or apni maza. ” She sounded as nervous as her tense body felt.“And, with the ceremony, you agreed to it?”“Yes.” She was as stiff, but she spread her legs. Bless the woman, she was prepared to do her duty. She was -- quite obviously -- not prepared for any pleasure. Well, the first night was going to end in pain rather than pleasure in any case.“I have had a wedding night before. If you have agreed to the end, do you not see that you should trust me to do the preparations to make it most comfortable for you?”.