Starved Beast

But at the end of it all, all that I am left with is that the Marquis is the one responsible and I have his daughter in my cave, and I must decide.

What should I do?

Certainly I could never match the Marquis for barbarity and neither do I want to. Okay, she asks for it so maybe I might rape and sodomize his daughter, but where is the punishment in that? She deserves more.

I hooked my cock from my trousers and began to pump it in frustration, oblivious to the outrage this caused. Christine was unaccustomed to men pleasuring themselves in her presence, and I think she imagined that I was fantasizing about her, but she was wrong. My mind was elsewhere. It was disturbed and confused in that ruddy marketplace where my life fell asunder.

Another young woman was being dragged across the dirt. She was no older than Christine is now. Her breasts were young and her nipples were craggy lumps of smoky chocolate and they grabbed me in the groin every time that I saw them. The Marquis had hold of t