The Baron gives a deep-throated chuckle.  "Now you don't really think I came to be as powerful as I am now by being so naive, do you?  But perhaps, if you do wish to be a good little slut, you can prove yourself..."<br/><br/>Grabbing a handful of your hair, he roughly lifts you up onto your knees.  With his other hand, he parts his robes and exposes his stiff member.  Brushing it against your face, he leaves a warm smear of pre-cum across your cheek.  "Now put your mouth to better use than talking, my little elven whore, and I may let you live to get captured and fucked again."