There was a cruel gleam in the Baron's eyes as he saw her expression and heard the gasp of surprise and pain.  "Don't worry... she'll make you whole again," he said as his hands came to rest lightly upon her hips.  Then his fingers began to drift around to cup her tortured buttocks and grip them tightly before lifting away and slapping that abused flesh sharply.<br/><br/>"I'm not going to need a crop and spurs to remind you to gallop like a good mare, am I?"<br/><br/>