Tom nodded. Away from Alistair, he might hesitate to state that he believed that he went to far. Everything served a purpose, including Tom. To be savagely brutal... without a point, that ran against the grain. Tom would kick a dog if it misbehaved, but he would also pet it if it did well.<br/><br/>"Alright. First, we should get you wet."<br/><br/>Tom ran his hands over her body, gently rubbing her nipples, running his hands down to her ass.<br/><br/>"Training will be hard. And not just because of Alistair. But I think you might enjoy it. Many do."<br/><br/>Tom pulled her to him, kissing her gently.