Madison~ It's His Funeral             The shake silenced Madi if only for a moment. She shrieked and once more twisted in the German's grip. "You think you scare me? You look like a fucking wannabe Nazi!" Madison wouldn't utter a word of who her Master was, if that's what he truly was to her. No, if these tall freaks wanted to fuck and hurt her despite the fruit cups warnings it was their funeral. She would take whatever they had to give her simply for the satisfaction of seeing Moussad's reaction.     Madison knew the looks some gott for simply looking in her direction, but these fuckers were laying their meaty, filthy hands on HIS property. It wouldn't go unpunished. "Do your worst limp dick. I bet your slave can't even find yours half the time."