Finally the magic moment passed. With a long, happy sigh, His Lordship rested. Treise turned to Gerritt with a self-satisfied smirk. “Told you.”
Gerritt groaned and tilted his head back.
“Now,” Treise said to His Lordship, “you were wonderful. As a reward for your victory, I’m going to get a pretty little present for you. Would you like a pretty little eighteen-year-old strawberry blond to play with your c**k? I’ll bring her up here and you can spend the rest of the night bound to this framework, being sexually pampered by her.”
“What about me?” Gerritt said.
“Why Uncle, don’t you want to stay a prisoner right here and keep His Lordship company? You’ve told me so many times how you love to watch.”
“You fiendish little vixen! You tricked me!” He could hear Treise’s laughter as she sped
