“He’d joined in for all of a minute before stepping back. The man needed to get more up close and personal with her at times other than kink and sex unless he only wanted to be her jailer. I’d have a talk with him later. The rain was no more than a fine drizzle. The storm clouds had passed to the west. I attempted carrying Kat back through the forest, but my arm gave out. The cut wouldn’t need much more than a bandage for a few days, but my left arm always had suffered from weakness now ...and then. Whacking it with a glass hadn’t helped. I set her on her feet, the bikini bottoms I’d retrieved from her mouth were balled in my hand. I could’ve given them back, tied up the bows at the side…but, no. She eyed me warily, not speaking. I guess us dominating the shit out of her had shut her down for once. Naked. With all those fine red scratches across her tits and belly, her back and thighs.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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