The door was closed anyway, but I stood and opened it slightly, peering through to see if anyone was about. I could hear voices from somewhere in the ...building, but most people would be at lunch by now. I closed the door firmly, listening for the decisive click. The next message was already on screen. >, Good. I’m willing to bet that on some of my theories. >, What theories are they? >, Firstly, that you are a submissive by nature and will do as you are asked. My second theory that you are. " I hissed at him and got up. Now, I am an imposing figure at 6 feet 4 inched and when I loomed large over him he looked frightened."You are wearing the locket that was taken from me during the mugging." He shouted at the top of his voice. I was impressed that he had enough in him to follow up on his initial statement even after I threatened to beat him up."This is my locket which was given to me by Nicki yesterday. I have no clue what you are talking about. This has a diamond studded "N" which. I could feel it begging to harden as I sucked snd licked his belled. Now in my own little world I blocked out everything around me and sucked his cock like my life depended on it. It probably did depend on it. Soon he was hard, 8" and very thick. Someone held my head as he began skull fucking me, his cock hitting and stretching my throat. Everytime he rammed it violently down my throat I had to concentrate on not puking. I was gagging and choking, my eyes watering and tears running down my face. She hated sitting idly in her chambers. Her unoccupied mind would wonder to the gruesome scenes being played out on the walls of Castle Arrowthorn. The sounds of battle that she had been trying to block from her mind came drifting up to her ears. She could here the sound of steel clashing against wooden shields, the twang of archers bow and worse, the sound of peoples’ screams. She took up her golden harp and began to play a tune she had learnt from a minstrel that had visited the castle in her.