Brom smiled and watched the display before him.  The wild madness of Elandriel's writhing and riding and the music of Felicity's screams had him painfully hard and he had to pause in the turning of the rank's wheel to reach down and free his iron hard shaft from his trousers.<br/><br/>He moved to bring his shaft to bob just above Felicity's face.  His hand moved immediately to catch Elandriel's hair before the elf could take his tool and hold her head back from his cock.  "Not this time my pretty," he said.<br/><br/>Then he gazed down at the human and moved his hand from the elf to her hair, stroking it as he brushed his shaft against her lips.  "The rack will stop when you swallow my spend slave," he explained as he pulled on the wheel with one hand to continue tightening it slowly.<br/>