On hands and knees on the floor, Felicity had the time as she ate to take stock of all the aches and pains that had gathered in her body - and considering the damage that Brom and his pet mad elf had done to her, it was not so bad as she'd feared. Mostly, simply her back, ass, and thighs throbbed, slightly stiff with aching from the beating the Baron had laid into her the night before, and there was the throbbing heat between her thighs from being fucked and filled before breakfast - a filling that now, as she ate, was making a slowly oozing trail down her inner thigh, and she tried to ignore it, not wanting to complain.<br/><br/>Still, she could feel it shift course forward and back each time she stretched up to take a tidbit gingerly from his fingers, trying to keep from scraping him with her teeth. Trying, in fact, to not even touch him with her soft lips, if she could quite avoid it.