He turned briefly to the servant. "Slave, fuck off." He waved a hand toward the door, at which point a rather peeved looking Alric nodded and obliged the lords rather insulting command, by slipping out of the main door. He'd only go as far as outside, and likely -hear- it all, but still... As far as Lord Montewar was concerned that was his deal done.<br/><br/>His pug eyes turned back to her, and he licked across his own lips. "Mmh... Let's see those titties, then! I'll be juuust a moment, there one or two... things... I'm going to need!" He grinned at her darkly and moved toward the door. "Don't go anywhere, now!" And with that he vanished for a short while. Upon his return, though, he had a bag of goodies, which he tossed toward the table. It spilled over, and a collar, leash and whip all rolled out to skid over the tabletop. He skimmed past them, though, on his way back to his pretty little whore.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>