Her cries of fear and anger did nothing to abate Luix or urge him to stop, in fact, they did quite the opposite. He could feel a climax tightening in his loins, and his eyes went to the gentle glistening on the handle of his flail. Maybe she was enjoying this a little more than she wanted him to believe. "You little whore," He murmured, sounding more amused than anything. He was half-tempted to pull out his own, personal weapon and spill his seed all over that pretty backside of hers, but she'd probably enjoy it. Instead he abruptly stopped thrusting the handle of the flail in, climbing up over her body to straddle her back, sitting down on her nipped waist and wrapping one arm around her throat, pulling her back into a painful arch.  "It's too bad," He murmured in her ear, pulling back hard on her neck, he began to strangle her once again, tightening his arm like the coil of a snake. "I'd have liked to fuck that tight little arse."<br/>