She and Blackwall had openly been sharing quarters since I'd let them out of the brothel room, and I was shocked she hadn't made other arrangements to... break the betrothal. I spoke with Blackwall, who was dejected but accepted that she deserved more than a disgraced former Orlesian soldier could give her; Josephine herself was heartbroken, but accepted the duty to her family. She informed me the wedding would have to happen soon, so the child she carried currently could be presumed to be the. “God! Fucker …” she spat, raging at his disrespect, but unmistakably turned on by it.“This is what you get for being so good with that throat, Mandy.” (What was with the ‘Mandy’ business anyway?) “No good deed goes unpunished, right?” Gavin re-plugged her mouth and dragged her most of the way down to his balls, the savagery in his face strikingly more intense. “That’s it. That’s the way.”He dragged her off again and from there to her feet, as she gulped and spat. “God, you are a bastard,” she. I decided to ignore this and drove us over to the movie. We caught the movie and ate afterwards, however she constantly had an annoyed look on her face. I couldn't tell why, as we spoke she gave short answers and didn't seem to be very happy. But I kept the date going; after we ate I took her home. And this is where it got interesting. As I was walking her to the door I decided to give it on last shot to get through to her, I couldn't believe I was actually having to try to get this girls. The brunette chick lay hands above her, tied to the metal bed board. She was shaking her head, begging over and over. The masked man now completely naked had yet another device in his hands. The thing was like a black sausage one end having a long rubber tube dangling from it. Attached to that far end was a hand pump. She already knew what was going to happen and she shouted and cried out for help.The man climbed onto the bed gripping her under her knees pushing her legs wide. She clamped shut.