Now Otto was getting annoyed. This insolent little whelp should be crying, begging him to not rape her, and yet here she was, still being adamant about the whole damn thing! All the other women he had taken into his home had done so, if they didn't, they were considered whores in their villages before hand, and they ENJOYED it. She seemed to be an odd mix of the two, a very sharp tongued mix. At least he was getting a reaction out of her other than a saucy remark.<br/><br/>Impatiently he undid his belt and slid his pants down. Sure, his cock should have been throbbing like mad right then, but with this viper's attitude, it was hardly erect. His lips pressed tight against each other, he stuck a finger forcefully between her nether lips, feeling for the hole he was about to penetrate.