“What do you want, wench?” he snarls. I reach down between our bodies, trying to palm his erection, but he presses down on my hips so it lies flush against my pussy. Jack isn’t going to fall for that trick again. “Answer me,” he hisses. “Y-your cock,” the words come out garbled. “What about it?” “Please fuck me with that huge, thick erection,” I blurt. He loosens his grip on my neck and draws back a few inches. “You will earn that privilege.” My brow furrows. “How?” “You will take Rudger.” Dread pools in my gut, which tightens with a sense of impending terror. I glance over his shoulder at the
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