Benjamin jumped of the couch and grabbed the wedding picture for a closer look. Yes, that is definitely the man who lusted after me those two times. H...e rushed upstairs to confront Francis. The door to Francis’s master suite was open. Benjamin walked in. Francis was sitting in the antechamber with her head in her hands. A gas fire burned in the fireplace next to her. She still wore the black bathrobe. Benjamin shoved the wedding picture in front of her and asked, ‘Who is he?’ Francis slowly. There awaited them a truly frightening fate. The captives, 300 men were gathered outside the city gates. They were met there by the queens imperial guards. A group of women known for their cruelty and sadism, especially for prisoners of the empire. The captives were to be paraded through the streets of the capital, to show the people another victory for their empire while the people cheered and mocked captive army. The queen would lead the procession at its head, behind her, in chains would. “Can I stroke your cock?”I was shocked. But at the same time I was strangely sexually excited in a way I’ve never been before. I’ve had plenty of women, but never a guy, stroke my cock. In my sexual lust I figured, why not? I wondered what it would feel like to stroke someone elses cock. I looked at his hard, throbbing cock and thought again, why not? I answered him.“Sure, but just as long as I can stroke yours.”He smiled.“I thought you’d never ask.”With that, he move directly next to me, still. I stood there for a long while when it was obvious that no one was at home.Now, I felt really frustrated. I was closer to finding out more on this mysterious girl, thought, still a long way away. I got back into the elevator and rode it to the ground floor. As I got out and made my way to leave the building, I received a call on my mobile. I looked at the number which was new to me, but still answered. I said hello, when I heard a female voice on the other end. The voice said, “Oh, good you're.