Nodding to the guard once his wrists were free at last. Wanre stood and rubbed his wrists for a moment. "My Jabbress, I do thank you for your offer and had it been nearer to the time when I had first been enslaved I would've been ready and happy to oblige as it is my years in servitude have not given me much chance to maintain the sexual stamina I once had so I regret to say that I am not physically capable of fulfilling your demand at this time."<br/>Clearly she was stunned by being told no, no matter how eliquiently it was said. Taking the opportunity of the stunned silence Wanre continued, "Also I do not believe that the event was entirely precieved as a shameful act. While it is true that she lost hold of a slave there are many factors to consider. One it was rather hot today, it is possible that she lost grip to the slave being exceptionally sweaty and thus slippery. It's likely that while she could have overpowered him and caught him the risk of damaging him would have been greater as well. She may have considered that aspect and to keep her mistress from having to pay for a damaged slave she let him go knowing that the city guard would capture him easily enough." After this he crossed his ankles and bent at the waist lower his head to stare at his knees and held his arms out wide palms up.