It took a while but I finally drifted off to sleep. I awoke to noises in the kitchen. I certainly hadn’t had adequate sleep, but with two days off, ...I would have ample opportunity to rest. I opened the door of my bedroom and was greeted with the smell of steak and eggs cooking on the stove. Being a professional cook, I felt inclined to chip in. She pushed me away and said, ‘Just have a seat and conserve your energy, you’re going to need it.’ I watched her moving about in my kitchen as if it were. ? He pauses; a long pregnant pause in which she holds her breath and waits to hear the rest of her fate. ?That’s not so bad but I think we need to make this more interesting.? He leaves her wondering what his ?more interesting? will entail. She knows her first choice, the clit, yes; a good old fashioned clit whipping with a hairbrush and she will have a magnificent orgasm. Scrapping and scratching noises can be heard from the other room but she cannot discern what he is doing. The sounds. Another few minutes went by as I got her nipples rock hard as my cock was. She slightly moaned and then shuffled round to face me, as she did I bent down and licked her nipples as I only managed this once she had her hand on my cock and was backing towards the stairs, she sat down and pulled me close to her.I unbuttoned my jeans and as they fell down she reached and pulled my undies down as I sprang into life. Taking my solid wood in her hand she pulled back my foreskin and licked my helmet,. It was late before they fell asleep, and late in the morning before the bell woke them. After Mass and breakfast, Pelle left the castle, conscious that his presence was no longer requested. The baron had been friendly enough but Pelle sensed a hidden uneasiness on his master's part. Before returning home he stopped by at Levy's house. His friend was slightly disappointed that Pelle would not become the new overseer, something they could have benefitted from, but he congratulated Pelle.