<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Everything gets more interesting when someone draws a blade.... But you aren't doing much else, and cold steel by itself is poor entertainment."</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren wriggles slightly as he talks, getting more comfortable loosening his bonds just the tiniest bit. In his profession, that of stealth, espionage and a quick knife in the back when all else fails, learning to free oneself is practically a job requirement. Or at least a survival requirement. His cock is starting to ache now, brought so close to being plunged into Kate's soft flesh, and then denied release.<br/><br/>He decides to put on a show for the feisty woman, and begins to struggle visibly against the ropes, moaning lewdly and in an obviously fake fashion, his eyes focusing on her slit as he puts on his worst impression of a desperate man, although acting like he's only pretending to be desperate is quite difficult right now. Still, it's worth the effort to mock her teasing with the sheer fakeness of his display.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Ohhggg, I can't hold it any longer, I feel I shall simply explode unless you give me release! Please, Madame Kate, I cannot take it any longer, cease your cruel torture and allow me to fuck your perfect ass!"</i></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>