When she saw that I wasn't responding, she hit me one last time and walked to the kitchen. "I am going to see if our guest needs anything. I am sure h...e will appreciate me." Yea, cause I am paying him", I smirked. That comment got me the middle finger pose. I responded with "I love you too, baby."I heard her mumble something followed with "brat", as she left the room.I lay there for a while, savory the smells of tonight's dinner. Our chef came highly recommended. So far, he was living up to his. After trying unsuccessfully to stand numerous times, I finally allowed my legs to submit to the pain shooting through them from being still so long and sank to the ground beside the bed. Unsure where else to go, what else to do, I crawled on my hands and knees towards you. My legs became cold, damp and sticky as I crawled through the blood that had was congealing in various places around you. Ignoring the gash on your upper thigh that looked like it had just recently stopped bleeding, as well. "That may be so," continued Lady Demure after a measured pause, "but I have no wish to risk my life to the rebels' mercy. Tomorrow night, when it is at its darkest, I shall hazard the hyenas and lions of the savannah in preference to the rebels' retribution and flee to the hills. And I would be very grateful if you should all accompany me." To continue to be your slaves?" snorted Mimosa indignantly."Not at all," said Lady Demure with an unusually conciliatory smile. "When I abandon my village I. He moved down and sucked on her tits as he fingered her wet pussy. He then stopped.”“What’s wrong Nate?”“Everything.” She sat up and looked at him. “We’re brother and sister, we shouldn’t be doing this. I mean it was great and all, like really great but we are brother and sister.” He sat by her feet and then said, “And then there’s this,” he motioned to his babydoll, hose and heels, “And then there’s the other thoughts I just had; and still have.”“Like?”“Like wanting to…um…wanting to have sex.