Vernard
Vernard couldn't help wishing he had been one of the men engaged with her, though he was sureif he had Rage he would have gripped her tightly as he emptied his seed deeply into her womb. He doubted he would have had the will to pull out then, it was strangely erotic.
He decided to be honest with her, in as much as showing her that he was turned on at this point. So he leaned back to show her, despite his earlier punishment, his rigid member pointing at her.
"My Queen's needs are paramount, and I can see she enjoys her time with these obviously skillful men. If my Mistress wishes to have me watch her at such times then I will, as I said before in our private moments I am your...willing slave."
"But my Queen I have to ask, why did he not empty his seed inside you?" He remembered she had allowed him that honour once as a reward for obedience. "If you were to have child from such it would have strong genes." He wasn't sure if he would have preferred her womanhood dripping with Rage's seed or the sight of it on the woman he wanted desperately to comfort.
He looked back at the two men obviously waiting for further orders.
"Does my Mistress wish to dismiss me, or would she prefer to use me to take out further frustrations?" He wasn't sure if what had just happened would make Isolde want to vent, probably from desire rather than anger. But he was just offering himself as he promised he would always.
Vernard couldn't help wishing he had been one of the men engaged with her, though he was sureif he had Rage he would have gripped her tightly as he emptied his seed deeply into her womb. He doubted he would have had the will to pull out then, it was strangely erotic.
He decided to be honest with her, in as much as showing her that he was turned on at this point. So he leaned back to show her, despite his earlier punishment, his rigid member pointing at her.
"My Queen's needs are paramount, and I can see she enjoys her time with these obviously skillful men. If my Mistress wishes to have me watch her at such times then I will, as I said before in our private moments I am your...willing slave."
"But my Queen I have to ask, why did he not empty his seed inside you?" He remembered she had allowed him that honour once as a reward for obedience. "If you were to have child from such it would have strong genes." He wasn't sure if he would have preferred her womanhood dripping with Rage's seed or the sight of it on the woman he wanted desperately to comfort.
He looked back at the two men obviously waiting for further orders.
"Does my Mistress wish to dismiss me, or would she prefer to use me to take out further frustrations?" He wasn't sure if what had just happened would make Isolde want to vent, probably from desire rather than anger. But he was just offering himself as he promised he would always.