<b>[Teutari]</b><span style="color: #ff99cc">‘By Gerhardt’s blood! What the fuck are you talking about woman!? Fetch the guards, fetch everyone! Have this deviant staked to the rocks to greet the sun! I want to see his skin split and peel as it bakes under the midday sun! Don’t bloody well give him pointers!’<br/>
</span><br/>“Tsk.” Grobk sucked at his teeth in disapproval. The mention of the sun and baking struck a nerve within the Zozkar. Striking with both hands he snatched hold of Anina’s ass much like a hawk’s talons might a hare. The librarian’s plush tush threatened to spill between his fingers like dough. “Do silence yourself parchment wench.”<br/><br/>“Although, I admit the insolent elf has a point.” Grobk’s brow furrowed and his nose wrinkled at Raina, “What are you talking about?”<br/><br/>With one hand still vice like on the Librarians rump, the other hand released its prey. “Raina, was it? This one is too far gone to be swayed by pleasantries.” Grobk used his free hand to slowly run a finger down the Librarians spine. “She needs,” His finger continued, dripping down the crack of the Librarians porcelain white cheeks to her moist slit. “A most stern lesson in manners.” Once more he entered her warmth with a single digit.<br/><br/>“Do you see how she speaks, even to you? A would be rescuer.” The finger began to stroke, in and out. “She looks down upon you. Even I, an outsider to your society, can clearly see that.”<br/><br/>Grobk’s finger slid deep and easily along Anina’s inner walls until knuckle met glistening flesh. He withdrew it then, spreading the rosy folds of her sex with his tantalizing slippery digits. The tips of which had now uncovered the tiny bean of her clit.  His fingers fanned to the left and then to the right, running and flicking over the swollen pink bud.<br/><br/>“Is it because of your,” Grobk paused, a look of concern passing over his features so genuine one wouldn’t question his intentions. “handicap?” His eyes dipped to the braces on Raina’s legs.<br/><br/>“Do you feel because you appear less that makes you less deserving of respect?” Grobk released Anina’s ass, moving that hand to the back of the Librarians head, gripping a fistful of hair and pulled. Anina’s back was forced into an arch, her breasts pushing against the fabric of her blouse causing one of the buttons to pop and bounce off the table. “Do you believe this one should be able to speak to you in such a way?”<br/><br/>Grobk slid back into his prey’s juicy warmth. This time the single digit was joined by another. The silence between Grobk’s words was filled with his wet work. The librarian’s rear quivered from the rapid strokes, as the Zozkar’s rhythm took pace matching the fever of his cause.<br/><br/>“Have they always treated you as such?” Grobk paused in thought, his black eyes looking over Raina just as he had when she entered the library. “Perhaps it should be you to decide the punishment?”<br/><br/>The stroking stopped, and the fingers withdrew, drawing with them a line of Anina’s very own wetness. The fingers were placed into the Librarians mouth, her head still pulled back by her hair. “Do not bite. Suck them clean. Savor your taste.”<br/><br/>While the librarian worked, Grobk made his proposition. “I’ll give you the gift of choice Raina. One: you can watch as I teach this Elf respect. Two: you can take my place and be the one to teach. Three: you can join me in teaching her.”<br/><br/>Grobk’s soulless black eyes rose to stare into Raina’s. “Or four: You can take her place.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>