Thread: Attention!  (IWishThat&Valanaer)

Despite the shame in himself he did remember the beautiful body and as she ordered Wythe and Christine out of the room he looked back over, letting his eyes looking up and down the form once more. The skin was so white and beautiful, both him and his people had darker skin, the area they lived giving them a naturally olive complexion, though he found her light fragile complexion to be even more appealing than the olive from his country. He took a deep breath watching as she calmed herself down after kicking out Wythe for overstepping his bounds. She had been looking at him and after putting on her panties it continued, she just looked at him for awhile. Then she seemed to call his bluff, as if she knew he could understand her and stabbing at his pride once again, as if causing him to lose control hadn't been enough. He considered for a long time, on one end not wanting to say anything and reveal one of the aces up his sleeve but on the other hand if he spoke it would give him a bit of credibility and save his pride, and it became the downfall, his pride getting the better of his logic. I had considered staying silent but I can't let you continue to call me stupid when I am more intelligent than you and your people... He didn't smirk but the anger in his eyes was present again, he would still be able to escape even with the fact revealed, and part of him knew it would be easier to make her angry speaking her language. The true question if you are going to admit you have eyes for me or continue to deny that which you know... That time he did smirk and despite having lost himself he was coming back to reality, still looking at her body but finding himself able to resist after releasing some of the pent up lust. It did help that he could now voice his thoughts and she would understand, he wanted to make her angry, to cause her to lose focus and give himself some sort of advantage if he got the chance to escape. In the current situation it seemed impossible though and perhaps he could avoid another beating if he showed himself to be a bit more than the barbarian she seemed to think his people were, though with his attitude he wasn't sure he would avoid as much as he liked, he just could convince himself to be polite. By this time he was no longer hard, his cock was back to its normal position and although it wasn't at maximum length it was easy to see how big it was, not to mention he was still tied to the table, the current scene looking like a messed up situation for any onlookers. He doubted anyone in the camp would find it surprising but he wonder if she would leave him naked and exposed on the table or if someone else would be brought in to cloth him, or if perhaps he would be dressed by her personally. Of course he was still loose in the rope, he had insured earlier when he was tied up that he had enough room to escape if he needed to so part of him wanted to go over and make sure she could do anything to him, hope that her fragile appearance was even partially how she was and hope that the guard outside believed it was just more of the stuff she loved, more of her being pounded by a man. He didn't take the risk though, he would have to hope for a time when the guard was gone or at least when she was not looking right at him, escaping with only one person to sneak past or eliminate wasn't hard, with two it was a different story, he would just have to wait, see what Jasmine decided to do with him and wait.