Brom's fingers curled around her throat, tightening slowly as he licked and teased her ear slowly.  Each movement rubbed her raw back against his chest, and pressing into the small of her back was the nuzzling touch of his manhood.<br/><br/>The slave licked, blinded by tears and blood and raw fear.  When Brom's hand moved she continued her task, pressing close to kiss and lick at the elven woman's sex with as much eagerness and skill as she could.<br/><br/>Brom's hand drifted up Elandriel's body to cup her whole breast, squeezing it and using his thumb to tease the discolored and swollen tip of her clamped nipple.<br/><br/>"You're going to cum for me pet," he whispered between licks, his breath warm against her damp ear, "And she'll share in it... as well as your pain."